heh.
i got into a lot of fights when i was really young. i actually kinda liked it -- most of them were with friends or local kids, who we'd later play football with the next day, or some other bull shit in a kid's world where nothing seems to matter or stick.
there were lotsa other more serious times, where older or bigger kids would pick on me and push me around. the main reason i was a target is the same as why i loved being a target -- cuz i was the underdog.
being small, you take a lotta crap. and, if you don't learn to deal with it, you'll take shit for the rest of your life. so, from a reeeeal early age, i was already fighting. bloody nose every day, taking swings and chances when i shouldn't, but because i could.
"hurm" i say!
there's no better feeling than showing up someone else, taking them out when there's no way you should be able to, feeling the shocked pride of every onlooker around you.
thats some good stuff right there, boyo.
