zechariah

SO yeah I've been in Vegas less than two weeks and I already got in a fight (which I lost pathetically because i couldnt bring myself to hit little fucking kids full strength) I went to a show with Cheshire and some little girl ran out of the pit and punched me in the throat so a grbbed her and held her for a second and said calm down. This turned into "you punched a girl" (which I swear to GOD I would never do) so yeah Im standing in the parking lot after the show when one of the kids throws a beer bottle and almost hits cheshire i go to ask why the fuck it was thrown and then cheshire almost gets in a fight and some kid (the same telling me Im an asshole for "hitting a girl") and tries to hit cheshire so i shove him and got dogpiled by five 15-16 year old kids wearing FEAR patches (Id bet money they couldnt name a single member that is if they even knew it was a band) so yeah im sitting there holding some kid under my arm while his friend is on my back and Im being puched in the side of the face by someone else and i couldnt bring myself to hit any of em hard, i took a few swings and knocked em away but the one time i did actually take a swing im pretty sure i broke the kids nose. oh and i found out afterwards that one of em was using brass knuckles but if he hit me i didnt feel it. Im 22 years old, i cant hit a little kid (and Id never hit a girl). On a good note, they were all about 5 foot, and a buck 15 so they didnt do any damage. i got a cactus needle in my elbow somehow and i have bloddy knuckles and a little blood bruising around my eye (maybe i did get the brass caps). But for some strange reason all the little kids decided that my weak points were the center of my back and the back of my right shoulder, so id didnt hurt. When we were little punks we at least knew where to hit. I think honestly im more amused than i am mad, it was kinda fun. I havent had an old fashion punk brawl in a while.

BUT along with this comes regret.

1. I feel immature fighting ever, especially with a bunch of little kids.
2. my ego steps in adn I HATE losing fights. especially when there were only five little punks against me. if I were just a bit meaner id be telling a different story, but id sound like an asshole (which i kinda am), so i guess its all fine.

BUT and here is the big one
3. I almost got my friend cheshire in a fight because i was to much of an ass to control my temper..

Cheshire, Im really really sorry. i know you said its ok, but I did you a dis service tonight and i'll figure out a way to make it up to you. I'll buy you dinner or something (until i feel Ive made it up to you). i hope you arent to mad and that we get to hang out again soon (minus the drama)

Ok so this entry is wrought with stupidity and ( )'s so i'll shut up.


I AM DA CREAMY CHEESIE SPREAD! AND POW POW IS DA CRACKERZ!!!!

Thats all.
Zechariah