I used to be this kid. I hated authority in middle school. Our school banned physical contact in middle school 7th grade I think so my other rebel friend and I would high five in front of teachers and get sent to detention. It was so ridiculous that my parents called the principal one day and chewed her out. One of the happiest days of my middle school life because the principal knew her "Don't make me call your parents" threat was empty. Another time I picked up an empty beer can near the playground that was left over from a sporting event as there were fields next to it and lifted it towards my mouth until a lunch aide saw it and sent my to the principals office. I of course said I was going to throw it in the garbage but the cunt made me wait in her office for 30 minutes to try and scare me into thinking I was in serious trouble for underage drinking. Another time I smashed the 'Do Not Break' glass and had to get stitches on my hands and the principal was so snarky when suspending me because she knew she'd finally won. Or did she? I organized a massive snowball fight one recess, printed out flyers in the library and spread the word on AIM to my entire buddy list. It was harmless fun and even some of the lunch aides joined in (who later got a warning from the cunt bitch) but unbeknownst to everyone else I had made a bunch of snowballs with rocks in the middle and when cunt bitch came out to stop the snowball fight because her walkie talkie was blowing up I started throwing them at her dome (common term in middle school for head) and she got hurt and I walked by her so she knew it was me but couldn't prove it. But that was when I realized how petty and unfunny I was and felt remorseful so changed my ways in high school. I went from the class clown/unpopular popular kid to the chill stoner. And thats where this story ends, me being high as fuck writing quite possibly the most pointless wall of text and you cunt bitches falling for it. I'll give myself the first downvote and delete this when I sober up in the morning and realize how my ways really haven't changed. What have I become. something something jumper cables something 1998 undertaker.