Threw a guitar though a window. Not my proudest moment, but a moment
This asshole kept calling me a pussy so I kicked him so hard in the leg that he got a pretty deep cut and was bleeding for a good amount of time. He still hasn't learned his lesson so I'll have to think of something better I guess, since I'm tired of being scapegoated by this son of a bitch.
/vent
[editline]16th December 2011[/editline]
[QUOTE=SilverBullet;33579203]Probably not the worst, I've had worse against my brother, but that's just sibling bullshit.
In middle school I was having the worst day ever. I was getting really pissed off but I kept trying to ignore it. Then, in P.E. the class was playing basketball at different hoops in groups. This one fucker that I already hated in the first place took my basketball from me and started dribbling it(he was in another group, he wasn't supposed to be doing this.) and keeping it away from me, I just asked him several times repeatedly to just give me the ball.I suddenly got really pissed off so I just grabbed him by the shirt and threw him to the ground really hard, picked up my basket ball and started walking away. He did this wimpy little punch to my shoulder as I was walking away, I expected him to be stronger than that, it barely hurt. So I just left it at that and went back to playing basketball.[/QUOTE]
wait what the fuck this same thing happened to me ALMOST exactly
When I was in 5th grade we were playing some random basketball game (not basketball, but a minigame like horse or something) where if the ball didn't go in and hit the ground then someone else could take it and make a shot. This one asshole missed and I took the ball and the fucker ran after me and started choking me. I was stupid and couldn't think of any other way to get out of this brat strangling me so I bit his arm as hard as I could.
Was about 5-7 years ago. Took the bus to town to get the school bus in time. I stood there, minding my own buisness, when I suddenly felt someone pushing me from behind. I didn't mind at first but after him doing it constantly for another 2 minutes, I pushed that guy back and turned around to ask him what the fuck he was doing, only to see it was some chav, much older and stronger than me. He began to tell me how he would beat me up the second I get off the bus n' stuff like that and I just turned around again ignoring him.
When we got out he walked up to me and started calling me names and so on, telling me not to push him again, so I just told him that I didn't do anything and he started it. The result of that was him slapping me across the face, then walking off, feeling like the coolest guy ever after hitting a much younger and weaker kid. My hands clenched into fists as I looked after him, feeling all the anger that I had ignored from other conflicts in the past years coming back up. I never felt that angry at someone before. I didn't do anything, I was just taking the bus to school and that fucker decides that it's time to do shit like that out of fun.
I threw my backpack to the ground, knowing that my cousin, who was also there, would get it and I ran after the chav, shouting something and finally attacking him. I don't really remember if I threw a punch or a kick, but he hit me in the face so hard that I immidiately fell to the ground. I was about to stand up and throw another punch or do anything to hurt that guy, but his friend convinced him to leave. My cousin helped me to get up and I never felt that weak and pathetic in my whole life before and even until now. For weeks, if not months I was scared to use the bus and to meet that guy again. Over the years I started doing Judo lessons, constantly hoping that I would one day take the bus, see him and kick his ass. I wouldn't even need any of the new things I learned. I'm still waiting for that moment, even today.
So yeah, my only outburst I can remember lead to a punch in my face, me being paranoid and some chav feeling cool because he humilated a little kid which didn't know how to fight. Guess that's why I try to avoid any conflicts now, except for that one I wish to win one day.
I am not a very violent person.
Pushed a kid over and kicked him in the face, because he kicked me in the shin.
One time i wrote an angry letter to my neighbour with naughty words in it. The poor bugger couldn't believe what he was reading and dropped his morning cuppa on the floor. I still have nightmares about that rug.
Hit someone over the head with a (plastic) cricket bat when I was 7.
[editline]17th December 2011[/editline]
The funny thing is teachers and shit tell you that violence towards other people makes things worse but
they don't do shit to enforce any alternative. Some kids just need a good smack, anyway.
I've pretty much stopped with the outbusts but the one which was most violent included a list of casualties including;
About 5 computers
6 keyboards
6 mice
2 CRT monitors
And on a related note I've damaged the wooden floor of a very nice manor transformed into a school by throwing a relatively heavy chair from the 3rd floor, needless to say that was the shortest time i've ever been in one school, clocking in at 3 hours before expulsion.
Funnily enough the schools I've been too haven't really helped directly with my anger, it's only in the past 3 years that I've been able to look back and think "Wow, was i really such a cunt" so i guess they've helped, but indirectly.
[QUOTE=Smokeeater;33590547]NO WAY, I kicked a whole in my wall too and covered it with a MW2 poster lol[/QUOTE]
I'd rather have a hole in my wall TBH.
I go to anger management classes but I never break things or punch things like walls, Monitors, etc. I only get violent towards people.
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