"I did the whole 'emo' phase in middle and high school.
The thing was, I wasn't able to acquire the resources that my other emo friends had. I wasn't able to dye my hair and my hair type didn't work with those straightened/fringe styles. I barely had access to cosmetics so I couldn't often paint my nails or wear eyeliner, when I did I looked like an idiot.
Basically I like to refer to that time of my life as 'Kroger-brand emo.' I looked emo, but not enough to be legit."
"In junior high, I used to draw stuff on my arms with a pen that I thought looked awesome, like skulls and fire and swords and stuff. Said I was going to get full sleeves when I turned 18.
Now I'm a 29 year old with zero tattoos."
"Old lady here. I went to a very strict Catholic girls school, although I was not religious, but a bit rebellious. I had very straight long blonde hair. One night, I read in Seventeen magazine that to get fullness in your hair, make tiny braids all over your head, stick them in beer to set, and in the morning, you'd get wavy hair. So I tried it. Imagine a girl of about 15, wearing a Catholic school uniform, with blue-tinted glasses (a la John Lennon) with hair that was a cross between a Rasta and Janis Joplin. The nuns weren't happy, and the principal sent me home on the bus during the middle of the day, smelling like a brewery. I wish I had a photo."
"Old guy here - 67. When the Beatles came to America in 1964 I was a big fan. My mom had an old shower cap and I found some black yarn. So with some scissors and Elmers glue I made myself a Beatles wig that I wore around the house and even to the local market. Wish I had some pictures."
"When I first joined the army in 2006, I went through this ridiculous phase where I would use overly motivated army phrases in casual conversation with my friends and family who were never in the military. I talked down to them and acted as if I was the biggest hero just for joining the military and being a medic. This was before I even went anywhere. All I had done at that point was graduate basic and medic training. By the time I came home from Iraq that attitude was completely gone and I felt nothing but shame and apathy."
"When I was in elementary school, maybe 3rd or 4th grade, my older sister was really into Hilary Duff. So, of course, she played it constantly in every car ride we took.
Apparently, the music grew on me, and I knew every word of some of the songs (or at least I thought I did...)
So my friends and I would play this role playing game where we would create characters for ourselves with 'special powers' and fought imaginary monsters around the playground. And, of course, I picked Hilary Duff as my character. With the power to 'sing enemies to sleep.' I am a male.
I distinctly remember when it was my turn to 'attack' a monster, so I somehow thought it would be a good idea to sing an entire Hilary Duff song. I also remember my friends trying to stop me several times, but I insisted that I had to sing the whole thing so that it 'actually feel asleep.'
Yeah, my friends stopped playing that game after that."
"The 'WuffleShuffle' phase.
I would put a pillow on my face and pretend to be a creature called a 'WuffleShuffle.' I also kept saying 'WuffleShuffle' like some sort of Pokemon.
Then it evolved to other things: TruffleShuffles, JacketShuffles, MattressShuffles, SeatbeltShuffles...
It was a pretty embarrassing phase."
"I used to have crushes on random boys and would literally follow them around like a sick puppy without saying a word. And I'd openly stare at them and write poetry about them in my notebook and friend them on MySpace without having ever spoken to them. I was a straight up stalker with no concept of boundaries. And I also complained about how no guys ever wanted to date nice girls like me, they just wanted to date girls who were incredibly promiscuous."
"I-am-such-a-smart-nerd phase. I would consider others inferior to my smartness, and paste wikipedia articles when talking about physics online. Sheldon Cooper was my hombre. Obviously, even then I knew I was kinda stupid - so I outgrew the phase in two years."
"I used to HATE going to thrift shops with my mother when I was a teenager. I would wear a blonde wig and sunglasses and make her call me 'Maria' (not my real name).
Looking back, my mother was just trying to support three kids on my dad's salary, and thrift shops allowed her to buy me name-brand (albeit used) clothing that otherwise we wouldn't have been able to afford. What a jerk I was.
...and for the record, I LOVE thrift shops now!!"
"I used to think I was going to be the next great American writer. I wrote a novel length book, where the main character (obviously me) sleeping with every hot girl in the school.
I let my best friend read it, and he passed it to one of the girls he was friends with. It got passed around. A lot. Possibly to teachers. I'm not sure how many people read before I got it back.
Years later people were still quoting it."
"When I was a teenager, I wore metal rulers. Like a fashion accessory. The bigger the better. This was made all the more ridiculous by the fact that 1) I'm quite short 2) I liked to wear the longest rulers I could find. 18" was the standard for me, and it nearly hit the ground, and 3) I thought the coolest way to fasten them to my pants was with padlocks. Which I invariably lost the keys to or combinations, if they were combination. Most of my teen years were spent with Jnco jeans that all had the belt loops cut off as a result. So. Cool."
"In the mid-2000's I was a Ska kid. Dressed in a suit, wore a fedora, suspenders, checkerboard everything - Took all my fashion cues from older Ska Bands like the English Beat and The Specials. Skanked to songs that weren't even ska at HS dances. There were a few others in my HS that liked Ska music, but didn't take it as far as me."
"Wearing gloves all the time for no reason. Going to see some friends in summer? Gloves. School day? Gloves. Swimming? Gloves. After a while, I upgraded to fingerless gloves. I have no idea what I was thinking. 12-14 year old me was an idiot."
"Weeaboo phase, but taken to the next level. Friends and I would print out binders full of explicit anime fan fiction and art and carry it to class with us, then read/look at it together in class. We were 15-16, so in retrospect in addition to being weird we could have gotten in serious trouble carrying explicit materials around at school."
"When I was in college, I spent a couple of months mesmerized by matches. I would light one and watch it burn down, and if someone came by, I'd say (in my best documentary voice) something like, 'Since time began, man has been fascinated by fire.'
Glad I got through that phase without actually becoming a pyro."
"I went through a phase that I was a great explorer and a survival expert. Went wondering some time with a plan to build a treehouse and live there. during the night I ate some poisonous berries and ended up bedridden in a hospital for a week."