Before there was a Fruit Ninja, I was

Why do we do the things we do? Especially when we were younger, we tend to do some very dumb things. I work in a middle school and I think an asst. principal once said it best. He was talking to a student who was in trouble because they had done something wrong because someone else told them to do it. The asst. principal began to explain to this eighth grader how long it takes for our brain to finish developing. He explained how it does not usually finish until a person is around 22 years-old. Then he flat out says, "Why would you listen to someone who only has half a brain?!?!" Well, the question is answering itself. Because they only have half a brain. :) Maybe this is why we do dumb things. As for me and my friends, at this point in our lives, I think the 5 of us only had half a brain between us. Here is an example of the "brilliant" things we could come up with:

I have been collecting swords since I was in high school and old enough to buy them on my own. My parents, they new better than to buy them for me. The first sword I bought was a Highlander replica sword. I was young and foolish so I did two very unwise things; first, I kept the sword very sharp and second, I kept it in the trunk of my car along with other odd things. This will come to play.

On the last day of school before Winter Break, I was presented with a box of fruit I had bought from the FFA in order to impress a girl. I was given a box of oranges. I put those in my trunk. After school, we went bowling since school dismissed early. We bowled and were trying to find something else to do. Then an idea popped in my head. I don't know why it did. I don't know how, but before I knew it we were throwing fruit in the parking lot and cutting it with my sword in midair. We also had one of my friends photographing this stupidity. After we had went through a good portion of the box and were littering the parking lot with orange halves. Another idea popped into my head. I then pulled out a baseball bat from the trunk of my car, and decided it would be fun to hit the oranges with this. This made a much larger mess as they exploded upon impact with the bat. Now the parking lot was filled with orange halves and orange pulp. We finally became bored with this and went home. I am very surprised we were not asked to leave at the least. Looking back, I fully agree they probably should have called the police to come and scare us.