May 26, 04 10:53 am — I've found telling a teacher doesen't do much. Because today, someone squirted some sort of invisible ink or glasses cleaner at my face, got in my eyes, I get him on the floor and start kicking him in the crotch, then when he got up I punched him a few times before he ran behind a table with two exits for him, so I lift the table, throw it to one side. He's trapped, and then I choke him for about 15 seconds, before a teacher noticed several chairs fly about 3 feet in the air :.
This might seem kind of harsh, but after dealing with all of this immature bullshit these last three years, it feels good to blow off some steam on the idiots that pissed me off back in middle school.
Don't forget the Anger Management Classes!
Good job.
Although strangling the bitch isn't the right idea you shoulda bashed his head in.
All I have to say is GOOD FUCKING JOB!!!!!
Some people might say to send them flowers and sit down with them and talk with them....if they want to fight, fuck em...fight with every ounce of your being. Talking with someone that doesn't want to talk does no one any good. You did the right thing, and I'll tell you what....it won't happen again. The guy now knows that if he fucks with you he'll get his ass beat. He will now pick on someone else, or maybe, JUST MAYBE he'll think twice about picking on anyone again, because look what it got him this time.
I hope your parents buy you a new bike or whatever...a new Pentium something with some gigabites and a hardrive.
Meh...this can go two ways. I used to have a temper and all it did was prove that I was an easy mark. Now, that said, there are always times and places that a good whoopin is in order. So, in my advice, don't make this a habit, but always keep in in reserve for those "You need a whoopin and I just bought a whole case" moments.
Those boys had terrible aim and crowd control.
19 kills...fucking noobs.
Pardus
Medication can do wonders for this kind of thing.
[Comment was edited by Pardus on May 26, 2004 at 11:02:40 AM]