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There are always fights in my form at lunch. Though they're always play fights. I've never 'received a proper beating', though some fights I've had are very funny. I busted open my mate's lip the other day cos I was really angry. I get very angry sometimes. I need to hit someone.
Where abouts do you live in Newcastle? My area is pretty good, but we get all the scumbags from Longbenton invading us, or I have to go through Longbenton myself.
Oh, and Wookie, I know what you mean about the bully asking if you were okay, that happened with me. When people asked me what had happened to me, I told them who it was and a lot of the people in my year who knew them (they were radgies too) said they were out of order and stuff. Funny hearing that coming from people just like those who hit me for no reason.
Got cracked twice in the face and once in the back of the head. Just sort of stumbled for a bit, as all three punches came one after the other. They walked off laughing, and I went home to find I had two sovereign ring marks in my face. Had a real shiner the next day, and boy was the right side of my face sore. It was the second time I'd gone to school with a black eye, on the right side. First time was when I was 12 and someone threw a traffic cone at me face (the ones with sand in to weigh them down) They used to call me Cone-eye the Barbarian. Classic.
Made me start working out, and I've been doin' it ever since. I've met them again a few times since they hit me, they don't remember who I am, and I had the chance for revenge when one of 'em had just been let out of prison after 9 months, and got totally out of it on lungs and beer. Could've stamped on his head, but I didn't... since I'm such a nice person.
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I hate that
messin, dont recall doing that but live the dream