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El Sitherino
05-20-2003, 12:31 AM
do you ever feel like you might just go homocidal on people?
i mean like people piss you off so much you actually visualize ripping off their head or something. i don't know i just seem to be getting pissed off more easily. like im walkin in the hallway and some people just stop and start talking, well this is making me late for class. (not big deal but still) well thats just a little thing that adds to the stack. then i get some people running into me calling me a b*tch. and many things like that. then i get hit (on purpose). sometimes, after going through this everyday, i feel like i could just go insane and kill someone.

Acrylic
05-20-2003, 12:41 AM
Originally posted by InsaneSith
do you ever feel like you might just go homocidal on people?
i mean like people piss you off so much you actually visualize ripping off their head or something. i don't know i just seem to be getting pissed off more easily. like im walkin in the hallway and some people just stop and start talking, well this is making me late for class. (not big deal but still) well thats just a little thing that adds to the stack. then i get some people running into me calling me a b*tch. and many things like that. then i get hit (on purpose). sometimes, after going through this everyday, i feel like i could just go insane and kill someone.

Same with me too. Theres this one kids, same height as me, but he has big arms :p) Anyways, I just wanna kill him. One day, me and (I have a tough friend) we're going to gang up on him if hes ever alone and kick his ass into the pavement. :D It'll make me feel better after years of getting picked on or teased.

obi
05-20-2003, 01:06 AM
I'm sure we've all actually visualized killing someone. Like, tonight, a boy gave me the bird at church. AT CHURCH. Otherwise I would have ignored him, but at church? Fahgehtaboudit!

Anyway, thank God we have the ability to supress our emotions in times of need. I owuld have killed him. I really would have. Slap me in the face, it would have been better. A LOT better.

Pisces
05-20-2003, 01:06 AM
Yeah. I just shrug off so much stuff over the day that little things just start to make me extremely pissed. Like I know I shouldn't be as angry as Iam but I can't help it.

Acrylic
05-20-2003, 01:14 AM
Originally posted by obi-wan13
I'm sure we've all actually visualized killing someone. Like, tonight, a boy gave me the bird at church. AT CHURCH. Otherwise I would have ignored him, but at church? Fahgehtaboudit!

Anyway, thank God we have the ability to supress our emotions in times of need. I owuld have killed him. I really would have. Slap me in the face, it would have been better. A LOT better.

Oh my God. At church? Thats aweful.......like you said, it wouldnt be big of a deal anywhere else...but Church is God's house...wow. Bad people....bad blood I guess..

El Sitherino
05-20-2003, 01:28 AM
well if anyone flipped me the bird i'd call them a crabapple.
well where i come from, texas, crabapple isnt an insult, but it will be soon. *laughs maniacly until a flying monkey mango hits him in head*

yeah. crab apples taste funny.
anyways little things don't bother me unless i have alot of anger built up. i can hear myself ticking like a bomb when i got built up anger.

Evil Spock
05-20-2003, 02:50 AM
Human beings suck at times. When they annoy me, I just squish them--why develop coronary disease over the meager squallings of hominids?

If you aren't the walking damned incarnation of a dead Vulcan space pirate from an evil alternate universe, however, your choices are somewhat less. ;) Perhaps you could blow stuff up in videogames or hit something in the back yard with a big stick to release frustration...

vlr

Darth Groovy
05-20-2003, 11:04 AM
Actually I am glad you posted this, because I was speaking with a couple of LF members about this on LF the other night.

I do not consider myself a violent person, but if I am provocted enough, I do tend to loose control of my feelings and become very violent. When I was in junior high, I was a fat kid, and an English major (enrolled in advanced English classes), I got picked on alot on a daily basis, and would come home daily, virtually exausted from the emotianal elements, and would go to school the next day with a massive stomach ache from the nerves. I had many very vivid dreams of mowing down the school, both students and faculty with a vicker's machine gun, but fortunately never acted on that. Junior High was only 2 years, but 2 years of sheer Hell, however, by the time I got to High School, I had lost a considerable amount of weight, and the same people that gave me so much trouble, were becomeing my freinds. Very early into my freshman year, I moved, and being very thin, I settled into school nicely, with hardly any hassles. It was great. My sophmore year, I had to move again, to another school, and this was a tougher school, but found that as long as I kept my mouth shut, I was in no immediate danger. I had only one skirmish at this school, where an African American bully in my algebra class decided to walk up behind me and slap me on the back of the head so hard, that my glasses flew off my head and onto the floor, something inside me snapped, and I rushed the kid at full speed throwing him up against the blackboard and pounded the crap out of his face with both of my fists. The moment can best be described as Ralphie from A Christmas Story, where he jumps on Scott Farcas and pounds the crap out of him. The teacher of that class, managed to pull me off of him, and we were both sent to the Dean. I had never been sent to the Dean before, and the Dean had recognized me as a reporter for the High School Newspaper and wanted to know "why the Hell" I was in the Dean's office. Then something magical happened. I saw the other kid I pounded walk past the office, and he had two black eyes, where this kid had barely a hit on me at all, because I had taken him by extreme surprise. I told the Dean exactly what happened, and he told me this: "As a father, I would tell you to kick his ass, however, as a Dean, I have to tell you to report such things to me, and since I am suspending him, I also have no choice but to suspend you as well...please stay out of trouble from now on..." I got a three day suspension, and my parents were not even mad at me. When I came back, I had been dropped from the class, but did not have to make it up, and that kid who attacked me, never even looked at me crossed eyed again. The next fight I was ever in occured about three years later, this kid in a grocery store I worked in, had accused me of playing hookey, when I had called in the day before, and claimed he had to do all of my work. I told him, it was none of his business why I was absent and he told me to meet him back by the produce cooler. There we are in the cooler, and I told him to take back his comments, and his response was "are you gonna hit me, or kiss me?" at that point I landed one square in his jaw, and he fell to the floor, then I picked him up and kept punching him in the face, at this point he was bleeding, and other employees were looking on. After chants from them, I dropped him on the ground, after which he got up and said; "is that all you got?". Keep in mind, that at this point his shirt was torn, and he was bleeding all over himself, I told him; "your not even worth the effort..." From that day on, the people that worked there called me "Cashus". A few days later, the store manager called me back to the office, and at this point I figured myself as fired. The store manager asked me what happened, and I explained the full scenario. After a long moment of silence, he looked up at me and told me that this kid had been fired because of his "smart mouth", and said for me not to conduct any further fights in the produce cooler. I agreed, but was shocked at his response, he seemed as if he was greatful that I took him out. Now I am not condoning or promoting fighting here, but as my dad once said, sometimes, you have to defend your own honor.

I have not been in too many fights since then, but about a month or so ago, my sister's ex-fiancee was parked in front of my house. Now after he broke up with her, I had tried at all costs to get them back together because she was devistated, and I am very close to my sis. After he refused to resolve thier differences, despite my attempts, I finally told him, to not let me see his ass in this town ever again, or I would kill him. Well after sixth months of my sister having to go through therapy, and dropping out for the semester, I come home from school one night, and here is this joker parked in front of my house. I walk up to the car and I am like, "What the Hell are YOU doing here?", and his response is; "Adam, I am back with your sister, deal with it!" At that point, that bile rose in my stomach, and I said "Deal with it? you hurt her you son of a bitch!". I just walked up to the car and started punching him in the face, several times. At one point, he managed to slide over to the passanger's seat and roll up the window, so I started kicking his car. At that point, I went to the Garage and picked up a shovel, as I was walking back to the car, my sis jumped in, and they sped off. My dad had a long talk with me that night, telling me how I could get arrested for such things, and he was right. So I agreed not to attack him again, but I have to say that it DOES take an awful lot to get me that wound up, and it usually involves a family member or my girlfreind. I have never killed anyone, or put them in the hospital, and I choose to combat this violent nature by seeking a means of escape, namely video games and movies. I encourage video games, even the violent ones, because I feel they provide a necessary pressure valve, and allow us to act out things there, we would not normally do in real life. This is clearly not the case of the Columbine students, but they did not possess the ability to distinguish entertainment from reality. I would encourage my kids to act out their violent fantasies with video games, and make sure they have the ability to distinguish fantasy from reality. Like I said, I do not see myself as a violent person, I see violence as a weekness, that needs to be dealt with accordingly. Fortunately I have a loveing family, and a wonderful girlfreind to calm me down in my time of need. I would encourage all of you to seek the same.

Jah Warrior
05-20-2003, 11:10 AM
violence & killing are human nature... its not easy to supress millions of years of instincts being passed down through the genes.

STTCT
05-20-2003, 11:10 AM
I've been known to kill before :indif:

Rogue15
05-20-2003, 11:44 AM
i always feel like killing people. which is why there is a game called Postal 2 to keep me from doing so in reality, seriously, if you've played Postal 2, that game has just about EVERYTHING i want to do but am not stupid enough to do in reality when i'm pissed off.

Darth Groovy
05-20-2003, 11:48 AM
Originally posted by Jah Warrior
violence & killing are human nature... its not easy to supress millions of years of instincts being passed down through the genes.

It is the ability to choose that makes us evolve as a human race. I do not want to be responible for ending anyone's life, because I do not feel it is my place to judge who lives, or who dies.

The night I got into it with my sis's ex, I immediatley took solice in my girlfreind who helped me to see the light of day. Basically she told me that fighting does not solve the problem at hand, and that me going to jail, will not end my sister's grief, but only take me away from her, my girlfriend, and my family when I wind up in jail. My girlfriend has a tendancy to open my eyes to so many things, which is one of the things that makes her so damn special to me. On one hand, she understood my angst, and sucessfully managed to open my eyes to the reality. Men cannot exist without women like her, and I am so greatful to have her as my companion. Anybody who do not think women are strong, are full of **** in my opinion, because they have never met anyone like Libby. I love her sooo damn much.:)

Mex
05-20-2003, 02:27 PM
I don't really think about hurting anyone unless they really bug me.

There is this kid called Ritchie who always calls me chinese boy and I don't even come from japan or china, I come from the United Kingdom and none of my family are, and I am getting angry with him and he calls me weak all of the time. If he keeps on annoying me, he is going to get a punch in his face.

Oh.. And a few weeks ago me and my friends were sitting down and I was messing around and joking when one of my friends accidently hit me in the face, he did not mean to do it, but I just snapped and punched him in the face [not very hard] and his glasses flew off and I actually broke them.. They were all bent and the lenses fell out.. :eek: At least he forgave me!

Sam Fisher
05-21-2003, 06:30 PM
Sometimes I want to tear my sisters heads off... bet I don't visualize it. A lot.

Thrackan Solo
05-21-2003, 07:46 PM
Sometimes I just want to rip this one kid at schools head off.
He always has the hottest girlfriend. He is just about the richest kid in my school. He is athletic, always on every team. He gets all the cool things like wakeboards, clothes, etc. And he always makes fun of me. Sometimes while I drift of in Math I visualize ways he can die. Oh yeah and he is mean to his girlfriend but she still is in love with him. I feel sorry for her. The only thing I am better at than he is, is Math, but that just makes me look like a nerd.:D

ckcsaber
05-21-2003, 09:39 PM
I don't like to let my anger build up. If someone pisses me off, I deal with that person. I won't let my anger infest itself in me.

XERXES
05-21-2003, 10:00 PM
yes, last year a kid was intentionally driving recklessly around with his little brother and my two best friends (who were also brothers) Well the inexperienced driver (only had his license for a month or two) crashed into a telephone pole and killed his little brother and my two best friends. The driver survived and not a day goes by when I dont swell up in rage thinking about him. I have not seen him since the begening of last summer and I am afraid that if I DO see him again it wont be pretty.

The two friends of mine he killed I grew up with all my life :(

C'jais
05-21-2003, 10:11 PM
I'm sorry to hear that Xerxes...


You need a hug?

Sure ya do.


*hugs*

ZBomber
05-21-2003, 10:19 PM
Groovy... not trying to be too violent... but your my hero! :)

I've never really wnated to kill anyone (except for 9/11), but I;ve always wanted to beat the crap outa someone. ;)

Sam Fisher
05-21-2003, 10:29 PM
I feel for you XERXES,

*hugs him*

ZBomber
05-21-2003, 10:36 PM
Originally posted by Thrackan Solo
Sometimes I just want to rip this one kid at schools head off.
He always has the hottest girlfriend. He is just about the richest kid in my school. He is athletic, always on every team. He gets all the cool things like wakeboards, clothes, etc. And he always makes fun of me. Sometimes while I drift of in Math I visualize ways he can die. Oh yeah and he is mean to his girlfriend but she still is in love with him. I feel sorry for her. The only thing I am better at than he is, is Math, but that just makes me look like a nerd.:D

So, my friend draws pictures of his Spanish teacher having an affair and dying. :p

Loki GM
05-21-2003, 11:11 PM
I do support fighting because I like fighting I like watching fights to

this one time this kid a grade higher then me was just bugging the **** out of me for about half of a semester so I wnt up to him "you wana fight" and he said "okay but ill kick your ass" so the next day at lunch we went to a place to fight and I swear that half of the school had found out about it and showed up there. so we fought I went up to punch him and BOOM I slip on some ice and fall on my ass so I get up real fast and then he falls down this went on for about 2 min then we eventually got off of the ice and bam I couldnt feel it due to the adrenalen but I knew that I hit him he checked his nose and saw that he was bleeding and he started doing the windmill (spinning your arms in circles hoping that you hit the person also a fighting style used by third graders :D ) so I back up for a little bit then he starts throwing some real punches that I block or dodge but eventually he does hit me but I almost didnt feel it because he hits like a bitch and we keep fighting then eventually its over and another fight starts then I guess someone yelled cops and everyone took off in their cars and because im soooooooooooo lucky the cop car pulls right in front of the car im in and I got put on probation :( :( :(

then I start hearing from his friends that hes saying he kicked my ass but the funny part is whenever he even bumps me he says "im sorry" and this one time we where both in the same place and someone asked who won and he went silent as all hell :D :D :D

Tyrion
05-21-2003, 11:43 PM
I've never had the real intention of hurting someone really bad.I do somethings think of ways someone could die, but I never actually try to inflict major pain on them. Of course,I also really never had anything major to fight over,so it may change.

Acrylic
05-21-2003, 11:45 PM
Originally posted by XERXES
yes, last year a kid was intentionally driving recklessly around with his little brother and my two best friends (who were also brothers) Well the inexperienced driver (only had his license for a month or two) crashed into a telephone pole and killed his little brother and my two best friends. The driver survived and not a day goes by when I dont swell up in rage thinking about him. I have not seen him since the begening of last summer and I am afraid that if I DO see him again it wont be pretty.

The two friends of mine he killed I grew up with all my life :(

Oh my god...
It would just be like Kjolen dying. Hes my best friend in real life...and if hed die......I dont know how sad I'd be....

Jah Warrior
05-22-2003, 12:13 AM
Well lemme tell ya,

Violence sucks, it sucks more than anything ever.

Heres a true story for you that I hope will make you think twice before resorting to violence.


Back when i was 21 i split up with my fiancee, she was my first true love so to speak and it really messed me up. I didnt handle it well and i was going round with all this pent up hate and anger. Anyway a few days later i was driving down Bedford embankment and this dude that i went to school with shouted some abuse at me. He was always a cheeky lil bastard.

I flipped out and drove up on the pavement and chased him along the path (sidewalk to the yanks LOL) I chased him for about 20-25 yards and then he stopped. I got out of my car and gave him a damn good kicking, I knocked him down with the first punch and carried on kicking the crap out of im while he was on the floor. Fair enough he was being cheeky but he didnt deserve to be kicked to a pulp, ann in hindsight i feel bad about it.

The next day the police arrived at the bikeshop i was working at, they arrested me and took me down the cop shop. I was in the cells 3 hours and of course confessed. I didnt tell my folks as I knew they would be heart broken. Anyways i had to go to court, I expected that I'd get a fine for beating this guy up as it was a first offence. The court case was adjourned no less than 6 times and it basically turned me into a nervous wreck.

On the final day at court i forgot my shoes, they were still at home. I was still at work and there was no way i was going to court in a pair of trainers. I HAD to call my dad and get him to bring me the shoes. He demanded to know what i had called him out with the shoes for, so i finally told him i was due in Luton Crown court by ,lunch time. I saw the colour drain form his face.:(

He took me to court, he dropped everything to be there at a moments notice. I arrived at court and the rest was abit of a blur really. To cut to the chase I was sentenced to 1 month in Prison. It was so surreal i was expecting to get a fine for £100 or something instead i lost my job, my drivers license and had broken my parents hearts worst of all.

Prison was bloody scary, i never got to meet Bubba fortunately, but all the same that didnt stop me from being scared. the dude in the cell next to me had 15 years left of a life sentence (25years). I didnt wash for the entire time i was there, i was so scared of going in the shower. i just used the sink in the cell to try and kepp as clean as i could.

When i was released i had no job -no prospects and basically went completely off the rails. I got heavily involved in drugs, i was a borderline alchoholic and was on a one way trip down the pan.

I was lucky in the end, my friend helped me get myself together and now although i still dont work (through choice now;)) I'm back on track, but it was a very very close shave indeed.




The next time you wanna kick someones arse, think of me and what happened to me and if even one of you good fellas can learn from a mistake that i made then at least some good has come of what happened.

Dont judge me for what I've just told you here, I've already been judged and served my time, I just ask that you heed my words.

Acrylic
05-22-2003, 12:45 AM
so, you get arrested for beating someone up..?


Only in England I guess.


Well, I guess its different if youre older.

I'm 14 and in the US, and if I kicked someones ass, I dont think I'd go to jail.

Jah Warrior
05-22-2003, 01:04 AM
yup well, thats the problem with living in a civilized country without a gun problem. It just makes beating someone up look far worse.

look at it this way, if i lived in the states I'd most likely be on deathrow now.

also if you think that being young is an excuse to be violent then you really ought to think about it a bit more AG.

If you go round in your teenage years beating people up then you wont miraculously break the habit when you hit 18yrs old or 21 whatever it is in the states and then you will get arrested for it.

Acrylic
05-22-2003, 01:09 AM
Originally posted by Jah Warrior
yup well, thats the problem with living in a civilized country without a gun problem. It just makes beating someone up look far worse.

look at it this way, if i lived in the states I'd most likely be on deathrow now.

also if you think that being young is an excuse to be violent then you really ought to think about it a bit more AG.

If you go round in your teenage years beating people up then you wont miraculously break the habit when you hit 18yrs old or 21 whatever it is in the states and then you will get arrested for it.

I dont get arrested, I'm not that strong...but if people pick on me, I go psycho, and when I mean psycho, I seriously mean psycho...I could kill them at that state of mind.

Jah Warrior
05-22-2003, 01:18 AM
Originally posted by AcrylicGuitar
I dont get arrested, I'm not that strong...but if people pick on me, I go psycho, and when I mean psycho, I seriously mean psycho...I could kill them at that state of mind.

well you wanna be careful then mate, it was a going psycho that landed me in that crap.

El Sitherino
05-22-2003, 08:47 PM
Originally posted by Darth Groovy
Actually I am glad you posted this, because I was speaking with a couple of LF members about this on LF the other night.

I do not consider myself a violent person, but if I am provocted enough, I do tend to loose control of my feelings and become very violent. When I was in junior high, I was a fat kid, and an English major (enrolled in advanced English classes), I got picked on alot on a daily basis, and would come home daily, virtually exausted from the emotianal elements, and would go to school the next day with a massive stomach ache from the nerves. I had many very vivid dreams of mowing down the school, both students and faculty with a vicker's machine gun, but fortunately never acted on that. Junior High was only 2 years, but 2 years of sheer Hell, however, by the time I got to High School, I had lost a considerable amount of weight, and the same people that gave me so much trouble, were becomeing my freinds. Very early into my freshman year, I moved, and being very thin, I settled into school nicely, with hardly any hassles. It was great. My sophmore year, I had to move again, to another school, and this was a tougher school, but found that as long as I kept my mouth shut, I was in no immediate danger. I had only one skirmish at this school, where an African American bully in my algebra class decided to walk up behind me and slap me on the back of the head so hard, that my glasses flew off my head and onto the floor, something inside me snapped, and I rushed the kid at full speed throwing him up against the blackboard and pounded the crap out of his face with both of my fists. The moment can best be described as Ralphie from A Christmas Story, where he jumps on Scott Farcas and pounds the crap out of him. The teacher of that class, managed to pull me off of him, and we were both sent to the Dean. I had never been sent to the Dean before, and the Dean had recognized me as a reporter for the High School Newspaper and wanted to know "why the Hell" I was in the Dean's office. Then something magical happened. I saw the other kid I pounded walk past the office, and he had two black eyes, where this kid had barely a hit on me at all, because I had taken him by extreme surprise. I told the Dean exactly what happened, and he told me this: "As a father, I would tell you to kick his ass, however, as a Dean, I have to tell you to report such things to me, and since I am suspending him, I also have no choice but to suspend you as well...please stay out of trouble from now on..." I got a three day suspension, and my parents were not even mad at me. When I came back, I had been dropped from the class, but did not have to make it up, and that kid who attacked me, never even looked at me crossed eyed again. The next fight I was ever in occured about three years later, this kid in a grocery store I worked in, had accused me of playing hookey, when I had called in the day before, and claimed he had to do all of my work. I told him, it was none of his business why I was absent and he told me to meet him back by the produce cooler. There we are in the cooler, and I told him to take back his comments, and his response was "are you gonna hit me, or kiss me?" at that point I landed one square in his jaw, and he fell to the floor, then I picked him up and kept punching him in the face, at this point he was bleeding, and other employees were looking on. After chants from them, I dropped him on the ground, after which he got up and said; "is that all you got?". Keep in mind, that at this point his shirt was torn, and he was bleeding all over himself, I told him; "your not even worth the effort..." From that day on, the people that worked there called me "Cashus". A few days later, the store manager called me back to the office, and at this point I figured myself as fired. The store manager asked me what happened, and I explained the full scenario. After a long moment of silence, he looked up at me and told me that this kid had been fired because of his "smart mouth", and said for me not to conduct any further fights in the produce cooler. I agreed, but was shocked at his response, he seemed as if he was greatful that I took him out. Now I am not condoning or promoting fighting here, but as my dad once said, sometimes, you have to defend your own honor.

I have not been in too many fights since then, but about a month or so ago, my sister's ex-fiancee was parked in front of my house. Now after he broke up with her, I had tried at all costs to get them back together because she was devistated, and I am very close to my sis. After he refused to resolve thier differences, despite my attempts, I finally told him, to not let me see his ass in this town ever again, or I would kill him. Well after sixth months of my sister having to go through therapy, and dropping out for the semester, I come home from school one night, and here is this joker parked in front of my house. I walk up to the car and I am like, "What the Hell are YOU doing here?", and his response is; "Adam, I am back with your sister, deal with it!" At that point, that bile rose in my stomach, and I said "Deal with it? you hurt her you son of a bitch!". I just walked up to the car and started punching him in the face, several times. At one point, he managed to slide over to the passanger's seat and roll up the window, so I started kicking his car. At that point, I went to the Garage and picked up a shovel, as I was walking back to the car, my sis jumped in, and they sped off. My dad had a long talk with me that night, telling me how I could get arrested for such things, and he was right. So I agreed not to attack him again, but I have to say that it DOES take an awful lot to get me that wound up, and it usually involves a family member or my girlfreind. I have never killed anyone, or put them in the hospital, and I choose to combat this violent nature by seeking a means of escape, namely video games and movies. I encourage video games, even the violent ones, because I feel they provide a necessary pressure valve, and allow us to act out things there, we would not normally do in real life. This is clearly not the case of the Columbine students, but they did not possess the ability to distinguish entertainment from reality. I would encourage my kids to act out their violent fantasies with video games, and make sure they have the ability to distinguish fantasy from reality. Like I said, I do not see myself as a violent person, I see violence as a weekness, that needs to be dealt with accordingly. Fortunately I have a loveing family, and a wonderful girlfreind to calm me down in my time of need. I would encourage all of you to seek the same. i mean no offence to you by this but your sis is kinda stupid(relationshipwise). i mean she lets a guy bother her this much that she has to go to therapy, then she freakin gets back together with him :eyeraise: i mean that just stupid.
anyways....
a few years ago my sister was dating this guy and he tried to get her drunk stupid, of course she knows when she's had enough alcohol. well the guy then tried to get her to have sex with him and he wouldnt quit, this was all at a party which i was also at with a date, well she kept telling him no and he then said he was "sorry" and asked if she wanted to go up stairs to watch tv. well she reluctantly agreed. meanwhile i was talking with some friends with my date their. when i saw this i asked her if she wanted to go upstairs and see if there was something else to do. she said sure. so here we are upstairs and suddenly he starts askin my sister to have sex with him (we are able to hear this and see it because there is a door connecting the two rooms.) well when she tells him no and he decides he's going to try and force her, i jumped up and ran over there and grabbed him and punched him in the face and racked him in the nads then took him down the stairs, still punchin at him, threw him out the door and fought him in the front yard.
this in turn got my sis to be cool with me. and my date really like seeing that i can take care of my family(unfortunately she had moved, this was the girl i had been thinking about asking to marry me.) and later that night (we had been going out for a year at this point) we bought a condom and had sex. so all in all it worked out. the guy my sis was dating was eventually expelled for violence and he got kicked out of his home and he has moved away.

El Sitherino
05-22-2003, 08:54 PM
Originally posted by AcrylicGuitar
I dont get arrested, I'm not that strong...but if people pick on me, I go psycho, and when I mean psycho, I seriously mean psycho...I could kill them at that state of mind. i nearly killed a guy for punching my gf in the face. (he hit her at the side of the jaw) he asked her how much he cost ( i mean she was wearing a baggy shirt, one of mine,and baggy pants, so she wasn't dressed like a hooker)then she said,"im not a hooker you pervert!" and he hit her. well my eye started twitching and my face got red and my eyes did too. my fist was clenching and i just swung at him and kept beating him his nose was literally flat on his face. and i then broke his arm in like 7 different places and proceeded to choke him. at this time the mall security was coming and they had to pry me off(there were about 5 really built security officers)the guy was almost dead, and my gf bleeding from her jaw. she had to get surgery to fix part of her jaw that was bent from the hit. and i was arrested for aggrevated assault. i had to pay a huge fine and do community service. my friends were there also and they called me psycho john from then on. it's cool now though. i see a therapist about my rage:rolleyes:.well yeah.

Captain Wilson
05-22-2003, 10:10 PM
now am a big guy, 6"2, and im 14, one of the youngest in my year. But beacause of this people try and pick fights with me all the time to show how 'hard' they are. You now the the stuff, aww lets go kick the big guy and see what h does. I normaly dont get to annoyed about it, unless its my mate, but hes a masictist so its ok ;).
But one little twat will always take it too far. you know the type the one who does everything his friends say. Well one kid in my school spat on me for a laugh. first time i hit him a few times told him to **** off. came back ten mintues later and did it again...so i grabed him and started hitting his head into a wall, left a dent on the wall and a bnleading hole in his head, So i left him. Latter that day he came back and spat on me again and i lost it. punched him in the face many a time when he fell, started kicking his head, then started smashing his head on the floor. I broke his nose and cracked his skull open. And beacause he spat on me i was fine, not even a detantion.
The other fight i can remember is when a fat kid started jumping on my little brother for no reason. Now unlike me my brother is very small and got his face busted up. I saw this, pulled the fat kid of and started kicking him in the balls untill i burst one of them, Now i think i went a bit far but i could care less, the kid was a bully and alot of younger kids thanked me , which was nice while i was in the unit.
And the morle is.........the mullet is god ;)

Darth Eggplant
05-22-2003, 10:28 PM
I remember grade school it was aliving hell. the reason I became a ghost in high school. I went to a catholic elementary school, at that tie it was predominatly Italian. Toronto and Canda was not so multi cultural back then. being a wasp or monge a cake. I was not part of the school. parents were italian catholic and all on the PTA. back then I sort of was a capricorn; people could always get my goat. kids one kid would come up to you and say, there are 2 types of people in the world, italians and those who want to be italian. of course they wanted to know which kind you were, well I would tell them I was not italian, did not want to be, I was happy being just a canadian. weel they start calling you names, eventually and repeatedly (stupidly) I would say after being insulted many times, stupid and use the 'W' term, which I don't even know if italiansd get called that anymore. well as soon as you said that the kid would go, you have insulted me and my entire race. all the italian kids would come over and hold your arms and legs against a wall or the school yard, making sure you could not move your head. and they would all take turns punching kicking etc. all of them would switch until they all had their shots in. teachers my teachers, nuns actually use to watch. they would only come over and break it up once all the kids had their fill. this went on all through grade school almost until grade 6. the time i finally said enough was enough. my glasses had been broken dozens of times each year, nose bleeds, black eyes etc. I learnt at an early age the art of street fighting. when being mobbed. (even if just one on one) go for the throat, ears, whatever. the italian connection did not think it was such sport getting an earlobe chewed off. which is why in high school I became a ghost. I went to a different school outside my school district (and a public school) to get away from them all. one of the reasons today I do not feel very RC even though I am one.

high school I had one fight only. school bully targeted me, I fought back, he layed off. I feel sorry for kids today as rough as I had it, it was fist and claw and tooth. not knife and blade and guns. I don't like people who associate in intentional ethinic groups. called gangs. which is why some people (Not all) who hang out in large italian or other european groups. or asian or african american groups. I don't like these people. swarming someone over stepping on your Nike's is not acceptable behaviour in any society period.

I also don't like women beaters, animal haters or fag bashers.
I have actually ended friendships on a bloody note if I caught or found out a guy I was hanging with beat his girlfriend\wife\fiancee. Or if I caught someone I thought I knew hurting an animal. I show them how animal a human being still is.
AND I have bee queer bashed 3 times in my life. It is not amusing or acceptable. especially since I am hetrosexual. If I ever catch anyone beating someone because they think he's queer. Look out.

I don't what it is with so many people no patience or tolerance, I don't even think they have a soul. just frustration and primal foolish rage at god only knows what. I still believe in avoiding trouble if you can. But let me tell you this. being a young offender and thinking cleverly that you can get away with hurting me or my own; WRONG. some of the greatest people I admire in history have gone to prison. although I don't want to go to jail and be someones bitch. I also do not plan to be a statistic in the nightly news.

it's so hard these days living in the time of the 13th rat.

(anyhow Insane Sith) or any other forum member out there,
If you are lucky enough to go through life without ever being set upon by human ugliness up close and personal. I am hapy for you. Like Holden Caulfied, only with an aluminum bat, not a catchers mit. I crouch in the rye like a schezwan eggplant,
waiting, just waiting. happy to hear the sound of the breeze and your laughter; safely behind me in the tall grass of innocence and bliss.

Weapon X
05-23-2003, 02:22 AM
wow, you guys get picked on alot, me, never. well, almost never, but i stick up for myself and i am friends w/almost everybody and they all back me up whenever i get into **** cuz i never start anything, i just wait for it to come to me and deal with it, i also had an older brother who was the same, never started **** w/anyone, just was friends w/everyone and now i have to help my little bro out before i leave (i will be a senior next year and he'll be a sophmore) so he doesn't start **** w/everybody in the school and i ain't there to help him out. just fight people and you'll earn respect that way, i got into three fights and nobody messes w/me anymore unless they're joking, the only people who are serious about tryin to start somethin with me usually back down quick cuz they realize what they're doing, and get smart cuz of it.

also, i'll add a story or two:
i was dating this girl for a while and the entire time there was this guy who was a real jackass everytime he saw us, i didn't think much of it cuz he would just do dumb stuff like grab her hand too and be like "nope she's my girlfriend" well, one day i was kinda in a bad mood and he pissed me off a couple days before and he grabbed her and started to dry hump her from behind, i was like "what the **** is this ****?" so i walked up to him and calmly said "cody, in a little bit i'm going to headbutt you if you don't quit, ok?" he was like "ok" so i reared back and gave it to him right in the side of the head, he stumbled away, tried to focus on me, and stuttered "you can hit harder than that you *****" i almost knocked him out, he came up to me later and was like "i should just kick your ass right now you little bitch" i replied "then do it or let go of me" and gave him a cocky grin, he let me go and hasn't tried anything since

there was a kid who told me he was gonna cut my throat so i told him if he pulled a knife on me i'd take it away and use it on him, we fought the next day and he got scared when i took off my shirt and i was wearing a USMC tank top and it made me look HUGE, i've got a pretty good build but that shirt magnifies it, so i kicked his ass
a kid slashed my tire so i beat his ass the next day in less than 17 seconds, hit him so hard and fast that he didnt' know what to do, i couldn't see anything i was just swinging with one arm and holding him with the other while he tried to dodge, he curled up so i pushed him away, he got up, so i tore into him again, the sounds made by my fist hitting his ribs and head were so loud, people thought i had broken his ribs, i fractured my hand on his head
the third fight was even, quick little mexican kid, we were on ice (just like my little bro from an earlier post) and i slipped the first thing and got kicked in the eye, big old black eye, he didn't slip though so he was standing and i was trying to get up, i know that i could take him on dry land though, but no need, we're friends now, same with the first kid i fought, but the second kid is just a **** up

ZBomber
05-23-2003, 11:21 AM
I've never really wnated to kill anyone (except for 9/11), but I;ve always wanted to beat the crap outa someone.

Forget that. I do wanna kill someone. I can't tell you who, I can't tell you why, but my whole family, except my sister hates him. Giving you the hint, i can say that you probably guessed who I really don't like. I don't feel like talking baout it, it sorta depresses me... :(

Jah Warrior
05-23-2003, 12:01 PM
Jesus christ,

this thread is worrying, you seem to think violence is good and justifiable...

utter bollocks.

remember what goes round comes round.

It may be all well and good getting into fights at school and you should "defend" yourself, but if you are thinking "oh i dont like him, i wanna smash his face in" then that makes you a part of the problem.

You go round beating people up and eventually you will get your arse kicked seven shades of blue. too much teenage hormones in this thread:rolleyes: :p

grow up boys before you get yerself in trouble.

ZBomber
05-23-2003, 12:06 PM
Originally posted by Jah Warrior
Jesus christ,

this thread is worrying, you seem to think violence is good and justifiable...

utter bollocks.

remember what goes round comes round.

It may be all well and good getting into fights at school and you should "defend" yourself, but if you are thinking "oh i dont like him, i wanna smash his face in" then that makes you a part of the problem.

You go round beating people up and eventually you will get your arse kicked seven shades of blue. too much teenage hormones in this thread:rolleyes: :p

grow up boys before you get yerself in trouble.


I said I wanna, I didn't say I was gonna.

EDIT - Wilson, you cracked a kids skull then didn't even get detention? And you made a kid's nut burst??? o.O

Tyrion
05-26-2003, 07:51 PM
Yeah Z,I'm worried too.

And Jah,I know what you mean. It's freaky where almost everyone here glorifies violence.

swphreak
05-26-2003, 07:59 PM
heh... I get pissed off at people sometimes, but mostly it's because they did something stupid. And I just think about what their future holds for them, doing stupid stuff. Then I calm down.

My computer on the other hand.... it really pisses me off sometimes. If it wasn't worth a lot of money, I'd gladly shove it out the window and beat it with a sharp object like on Office Space :D

Jah Warrior
05-26-2003, 08:09 PM
beating up inmanimate objects is compulsory...

C'jais
05-26-2003, 08:32 PM
Originally posted by ep2 Anakin
a kid slashed my tire so i beat his ass the next day in less than 17 seconds, hit him so hard and fast that he didnt' know what to do, i couldn't see anything i was just swinging with one arm and holding him with the other while he tried to dodge, he curled up so i pushed him away, he got up, so i tore into him again, the sounds made by my fist hitting his ribs and head were so loud, people thought i had broken his ribs, i fractured my hand on his head


Seriously, you scare me.

How'd you feel if you knew you were responsible for ruining someone else's life?

As with IS, the problem with thinking one is invincible in combat is that it's usually too late to learn when the sh*t hits the fan.

Jah Warrior
05-26-2003, 08:34 PM
ep2 one day you will get prosecuted for that sort of crap, good luck with bubba ;)

El Sitherino
05-26-2003, 08:39 PM
Originally posted by C'jais
Seriously, you scare me.

How'd you feel if you knew you were responsible for ruining someone else's life?

As with IS, the problem with thinking one is invincible in combat is that it's usually too late to learn when the sh*t hits the fan. i don't think myself invincible. it's just most people i end up fighting with have no control over themselves when fighting making it rather easy to fight them.

C'jais
05-26-2003, 08:45 PM
Originally posted by InsaneSith
i don't think myself invincible. it's just most people i end up fighting with have no control over themselves when fighting making it rather easy to fight them.

There's an ancient chinese proverb that goes:

Don't throw with stones if you live in a glass house


As for losing control, don't get me started on you. I really hope you learn to control yourself in fights, IS. Humans are often surprisingly fragile.