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"Fighting isn't for me"

Well, kinda. Had to get held back by some guys last night when saw my ex and my ex-friend.

Now I don't feel so proud of myself but least I didn't fight. The rage was there, building up rar.

I made pancakes at 6 in the morning and ate them out the back.

You should be thanking the lad for taking the skank off your hands, SHEEPY.

Just walk away and pretend you can kick their ass if you werent so mature.

Heh, this was at the Grove, right? Honestly, you think that hitting someone because they're with your ex is gonna get you anywhere? If you're lucky, your mates would speak to you again in a few months, but I'd bet it wouldn't impress her much. Way to go Sheepy, showing that the spirit of Essex is prevailent up North. *slow claps*

Fights are a tricky thing, especially when it's not just you and your friends are there too. Your first reaction is probably the worst thing you can do - to hold your friend back. This is like saying "OK, Mr Steroid User, here's my friend, he can't move, he can't hit back, punch him in the face."

What you need to do is hold the OTHER guys back, that's what I've done in the past. So far none of them have turned around and cracked me, which is a good thing. I'm not cut out for fighting. Sure, I train for it almost every day, but I'm still a wuss at heart.

I thought fighting wasn't for me either, until one night last week, when I was savagely struck by an elderly gentleman on one of those mobility scooter things. he had thoughtlessly let himself be distracted by the tinned soup products on a nearby shelf in the local supermarket, and coasted his battery guzzling machine of death into the back of my foot.

I can't tell you the exact technique I used, but I struck that man 8 times before he hit the ground.

let this be a lesson to all of you - vigilance is paramount in this sick, corrupted society we live in.

You were going to hit her, right?

Sheepu explained the situation on MSN to me, and I am thoroughly saddened. I don't get to jump in [Edit: with a stick] for him... *weeple*

Bi-polar depression.

Well, I always thought you was Bi. But not in this way.

Ah well, she was a below par kisser.

Luckily for me, my ex doesn't eave the house anymore.

That doesn't mean I can't resent her, though.