*giggle* I did something BAD!!

*giggle* i'm STILL giggling aboot it . . .

okay, so in gym, some kids were pickin' on this kid who had a mental dissability, and laughing at aboot how much are vollyeball team sucked. Now, i wouldn't give a flaming damn for the most part, but I knew this kid - he'd been in my creative writing class.

So, in my anger, i picked a target: a freashman that had been doing most of the teasing. Young, naive, cocky, and he was the one who got food all over my computer on Friday.

So i picked up the ball, which was at least 3 feet around (it was a big rubber ball) and I threw it at him. It hit his legs, and he staggared a bit.

I said, "You shoulda caught the ball, smart one."

The entire time, i'm smiling my ass off.

My short friend, who we'll nickname Mouse, told me to go calm down.

I'm like, "Dude, i AM calm." And I was. There was not an aggressive bone in my body.

But i still had to sit out.

I have regrets. I regret not buying Odd Jobs when I had the chance. I regret telling Twon I hated him when we were children. I even regret losing touch with one of my friends from middle school. But i didn't regret what I did to the damn freshman.

Am I evil, or what?

~Jink, who may be indespicibly evil