So, suddenly I grew a pair.
 

True Story.

I'm friends with a kid in a class, it's a science class, and he's [Tiny, Pale, Dorky, and getting the second best grade in the class] - in other worlds [Bully Bait].
Since we're basically each others only friends in that class (it's a sophomore class, and I'm a Junior) we both get picked on alot by these two (cliche`, but true) football players.
It's the beginning of class, and I go to talk to a girl in the hall. When I come back, the usual two guys are bothering him. Only, this time it's not just name calling or a little slap. They're hitting him with yardsticks and kicking at him. I'm too scared to do anything, so I just sit down in my desk and watch idly like always.
Eventually, the little guy grabs hold of the yardstick and starts to struggle to make them stop. The yardstick breaks just as the teacher comes in and she sends both the little guy and the football guy out. The foolball guy - his name's Tomy, btw. Not Tommy, Tomy, like "Tony" but with an M. - doesn't go and start's lying, saying it was all Corey - the little guy -'s fault.

I dunno why or how but I was suddenly in his face yelling "That's bullshit! You started it, you always start it! Bullshit!", and me and him are starring off, ready to fight then and there. After a good 20 seconds, I decide it's not worth fighting him and getting in trouble, so I go sit down. The teach persists on sending him out, so he leaves. As he's walking to the door he comes by my desk and calls me "fuckin' pussy".
Then I just kinda erupt. Calmly...? I follow him down the hall, letting it build up before I catch his attention. He turns around to face me and I slam my fist in his face with everything I've got.
He backs up a bit, hit mouth is bleeding and he's just giving me this look like 'Did that really just happen?'.
I wasn't afraid, I wasn't angry, sad, happy, or anything. I felt something I never felt before.

We both got suspended, but ever since I've been feeling different. Like I shouldn't have to take peoples shit anymore. I quit being friends with all the people I hate, and told them off before hand.

Lately I feel like I want something to happen again, so I can get the chance to actually fight... or something. I dunno...




So, Zelaron. Discuss the moment you "Grew a Pair".
Also, tell me what I should do with myself, since I can't seem to find anything to do with all this bottled up win I dug up. Thanks.

There was this big black dude (6'3" and 240 or so, I was probably 6' and around 220) in high school that was always a dick to me. I'd always nod at him or say "hi", just since I'm nice, and he'd just look away or give me mean looks. One day as we were going by each other in the hallway, he "checked" me (i.e. pushed me into lockers). As soon as he did I turned around and grabbed him and threw him into the lockers on the opposing side. He didn't say anything and just walked away. He never bothered me again.

Another time a dude who I was friends with, but who would sometimes be a dick was standing in my statistics class. It was on Saint Patricks day and his big ass (6'6" and 350 or so) decided it'd be funny to slap me across the face because I wasn't wearing green. I sat there for a moment, my fists clenched staring him in the face as he laughed. I then proceeded to shove him into a bank of desks (he landed on probably 4-5 of them). They jammed into his back and shit. The funny thing is my stats teacher watched the whole thing go down and she just sat there, staring. He and another guy put the desks back where they were and we had class as if nothing happened.

tl;dr - nerd details fantasy of finally breaking the monotony of his daily languid spiral into soul crushing social obscurity

(Alternatively, good for you I guess.)

Skurai, too often fights today aren't exactly ...fair. I'd be wary of getting into a situation where a bunch of football players jump you. Just be aware that this is a distinct possibility.

If he was Caucasian, would you have said "big white dude"? How is his race even relevant? Redneck.

It's actually fairly relevant to capturing the tension of the situation in my mind. If you had lived here, you would know how much more aggressive the black guys at my school were than the white guys. This, in my mind, added a sense of tension. However, I forget that some people live in mormon pretty pink pony land and probably have never had to deal with tensions from a disenfranchised and pissed off group of people. I forget that it's also insulting to refer to someone who self-identified himself as "black" as ..."black". REDNECK CITY BABY.

Political correctiveness has peaked.

Uhh...?

True enough. But to be honest, I don't think it matters much. Corey heard about it while he was in the office, and he didn't get suspended. He told a friend of mine, Brandon, who's pretty well know for having a giant mouth. He told everyone at lunch, and most people got real happy/proud/respectful for me. One girl didn't believe it until I didn't show up for class... haha...
(I learned of all this via cellphone texts)

So within an hour or so everyone knew. Tomy's brother asked me about it later (Tomy's brother is a Big White Dude, btw, K_A) and he seems to be more on my side than anything. "Why does my brother do stupid shit like that?" was all he really said, but me and him get along well, so...

More or less, I'd say if I got jumped, he'd get jumped back. Haha...

I was raised in Bolivia, North Carolina. AKA, the south. The majority at my school was black. I was one of 4 white kids who rode my bus. I haven't lived in "mormon pretty pink pony land" all of my life.

I'm not saying it's insulting to refer to them as "black". I'm saying it's insulting to bring up their race when it isn't relevant. It's no different than, say, if a woman were to rob a bank rather than a man. They would make so much of a deal out of the fact that she's a woman, when in comparison they would barely even acknowledge the fact that a male robber is male. Our media, and society in general, are quick to label minorities as such. The same situation would apply to a white robber and a black robber. 10 times out of 10, the media will specify that a robber is "African American" if he is. Maybe 1 time out of 10, they will specify that the robber is "Caucasian" if he is.

It's covert racism/sexism/etcism.

It makes for a better story, sensationalism.

I admit I could have left it out, but it was relevant in my mind.

King Amazon.
You better get your white ass outta here, honky.

lol. This big white guy likes that.

Where can a white-ass cracker get some oral sex from a prostitute around here? Damning a god, I'm so sexually aroused, right now.