I apologize in advance for formatting, I lurk but rarely post

 This. I grew up and still live in a fairly rural part of Virginia. In middle school I was over weight, wore glasses, and my parents were still buying my clothing so I was frequently dressed in Walmart specials. This made for a rarther hellish three years. Then high school happened, I discovered Hot Topics in 9th grade (I am now 30 for context) and basically went out of my way to alienate everyone by being a very angry person. I looked different, I acted different and I liked the fact that people were actually afraid of me. This was me being a stupid teenager, but who doesn'thave at least one thing that you look back on and cringe at. 

My crowning moment of stupidity was making a homemade version of the T-shirt from "Bring It On" that was worn by the little brother, which read "Cheerleading Equals Death" which led to a near expulsion and mandatory counseling by the school nurse. This was also maybe two to three years after Columbine, so again, stupid teenage brain. But the thing that I always come back to with Damian is that I see a lot of how I acted in his actions. It was for shock value and I really didn't grasp the seriousness of some things. Such as the whole death threat shirt.

Another incident I remember is related to the spiked bracelets that I wore all the time, the tips were blunt though. The school resource officer said it was a weapon and me being...me argued with him that I could easily harm someone with a pencil, the ten pound history book we had, a high heel, etc and that the bracelet was irrevelant if I really wanted to hurt someone. In hindsight I don't know how I wasn't in more trouble than I got into. So yeah, high school is a bizzare hot pot of hormones and bad decisions that most people try to forget as soon as possible.