A Mighty Fine Tip for Sneaking Out

Let's just get straight to it and not beat around the bush: do NOT tell your parents the next day! Otherwise the whole idea of sneaking out has just flown out the window. I wish someone had told me about this… A bit of a backstory, I was a goody-two shoes in high school and never did anything really adventurous: got straight A’s, never skipped school, never got detention, never got drunk, never kissed a boy, never anything.

So one evening at a friends 18th birthday party, I got moderately tipsy by playing beer pong with this one guy (let’s call him Simon). We flirt and what not, and by 12am I am back home in bed. But I am not falling asleep anytime soon, because instead, Simon and I start snapchatting. He mentions that it is kiss a ginger day (surprise, total lie) and so we plan to meet up at the tennis court just up the road. I make sure my father has gone to bed, get dressed and leave the house.

A couple of hours later I am back home and go to sleep, my head buzzing with all sorts of thoughts and feelings. The next morning I wake up, and the first thing I do is tell my father that I snuck out last night to meet a boy?! What was going through my mind I seriously do not know, but, my father didn’t really care and basically congratulated me.

But, I guess it's different so everyone! Let me know in the comments down below what your favourite/cringey/most embarrassing sneaking out memory is :)