Well today I decided to start fleshing out my profile details so people can get a better idea of who I am. So I've started with probably the most difficult - my "most humbling moment":
Coming home the morning after the night before with my face mangled to fuck (that's a medical term!) and having to explain to my parents that I had been attacked and spent the wee hours of the morning in hospital and the police station.
I don't really want to expand on that as I often get quite angry about it... but basically I was attacked by three under-aged drinkers, kicked in the face until unconscious and pepper-sprayed by the police... you could say it was quite an eventful evening!
There is an upside though - this happened years ago now (six years maybe?) and I dwelled on it for the longest time. It shredded what little confidence I had and basically fucked me up a little bit more than I already was...
... but you get over it eventually and the very fact that you get it over it makes you stronger in that you realise if you can get over something that affected you so badly that you'll pretty much get over anything in time... and it's funny I only realised that today whilst I was thinking of what to type in that little box...
... oh yeah I added my first friend yesterday (thanks Tottie!) and I'm gonna try add some more this week! But if anyone reading this (hint, hint
) wants to ask me to be their friend and put a boost in my step by making me feel all kinds of popular I wouldn't mind! 
Coming home the morning after the night before with my face mangled to fuck (that's a medical term!) and having to explain to my parents that I had been attacked and spent the wee hours of the morning in hospital and the police station.
I don't really want to expand on that as I often get quite angry about it... but basically I was attacked by three under-aged drinkers, kicked in the face until unconscious and pepper-sprayed by the police... you could say it was quite an eventful evening!
There is an upside though - this happened years ago now (six years maybe?) and I dwelled on it for the longest time. It shredded what little confidence I had and basically fucked me up a little bit more than I already was...
... but you get over it eventually and the very fact that you get it over it makes you stronger in that you realise if you can get over something that affected you so badly that you'll pretty much get over anything in time... and it's funny I only realised that today whilst I was thinking of what to type in that little box...
... oh yeah I added my first friend yesterday (thanks Tottie!) and I'm gonna try add some more this week! But if anyone reading this (hint, hint
) wants to ask me to be their friend and put a boost in my step by making me feel all kinds of popular I wouldn't mind! VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
woah that sounds pretty shit. things like that happen all the time around here. but when you are much older than the kids it makes it much harder. nearlly happened to me last weekend. there was three of us, walking with beers in our hands, just making our way out. and we happened to come across about 15 chavs, 2 with baseball bats??? all came over to harrase(sp??) us but we just gave them our beers and made off. but if it wasnt for the beers. idunno what they would have done?? the things we all got because we are "different"