for a period of time between 13-15, I was a cheerleader. there was a stomp-clap thing we used to do, and it’s in this song, as well as Pot Kettle Black (same band). it was my favorite thing. probably because I was like, a little ball of hyperanger back then and it was a socially acceptable way to blow off some steam. that, combined with yelling, helped a little.
a short time after, I was kicked out of school for getting into a fight with a cheerleader.