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Are you as tough as you think you are?

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I almost got into a fight tonight during a soccer match tonight. I often wonder if I have what it takes before a fight. I guess it's just a healthy amount of fear.

Got any good stories about your past fights?
 
I can take most people my size and weight (5"4' 140lbs) but anybody over 150-160 would easily take me down. If they can't they're a pussy.
 
when I got beat up by gangsters I'm glad I was such a wuss at 15. 'cuz if any of it happened when I was a senior in high school, I probably would have done some very bad things back to them, I'd probably end up in jail or something.

from my senior year to my post high school years I was really ready to put on some good fights. but I am thankful that none of it came to me while I was in such bad rage over those many months.

that's why I support teens on how to deal with stress, and that fights will only make things worse, probably get someone hurt so bad they could be dying in a hospital, and you know that's the end of your career for the next several years to a life time.

when you are tough it's a good thing. but when you are angry and think you are tough enough to take on anything, that's when you invite failure. it's good to know you are ready to take on something, but don't be foolish and say that you can take on a fight with someone you know you should'n't be brawling with. a clear example is during times of war, you have to be tough, but if you cannot control your urging strengths, your stamina will be good for nothing and you are likely to get someone killed.

I used to fight with my older brother a lot when we were younger. it was really bad, because we'd get angry to the point where we just wanted to make each other feel as terrible as we could at the moments. such rage is dangerous and not for the well being of our souls and those around us. man I regret fighting in my elementary and middle school days, it got my into a lot-lot of trouble and I developed my certainty for good deeds very slowly. boy scouts helped a lot, but my parents allowed a lot of chaos in the home, it really made it hard for me through high school. college is way harder because you not only have to deal with it at your full time job, but you need to accept some people in a much larger community.

i'd say you should be thankful if you avoid a fight. take it out at the gym or the park, but man, once the cops show up, dude, you will know that things are not looking good if you're a suspect involved in the reason why officials are there.

this is like that one thread that asked if you were close to a death experience, when you're fighting with someone man, could be the end for either one of you.

if you really think about it, depending on how well developed your ability to end someone's life is, you could very well put an end to their life in minutes, it's pretty scary. but as we learned in the movie Spider Man, "great power = great responsibility"

you can be hardcore, but you can't be extreme all the time, especially when you need sleep or when you have to study for an exam. there are times you have to balance yourself with turmoil and eased loads. like when you only get 3 hours of sleep because you have a job and school schedule that must fit in order for you to succeed, that's pretty hardcore, you summon so much energy at just trying to stay awake, where the need to perform comes from dicipline and courage to move on, hard enough.

peace is a good thing.
 
This one time when I was 12 I got in a fight with my sister and totally owned her. I think she cried...yeah...that's how damn tough I am. Bring it.
 
I used to take classes with this girl's sister. Her and I talked a lot (this was in high school) about her personal family. one day in gym class, the girl came up to me and said "Why have you been talking to my sister!". She then proceeded to punch me in the face (no joke). it kinda hurt. only time I've ever been in a fight.
 
yes, i do... but it'd take too long to type out the better ones.

i used to scrap all the time, but then i fell in love with a girl and she broke me. now, no more fist fights unless it's to defend myself or someone else.
 
I don't like to fight if I can help it, I wouldn't say I am small(5'11", 180lbs.) The sad thing is I will probably be in a fight tomorrow. But I won't back down when challenged, I guess I'm just too stubborn.
 
I punch a kid in the nose when I was 5 cause he said I had a girlfriend. When I was like 11 or 12 I got in a fight on the school bus cause some kid kept singing the meow mix song at me. 😛

Those are the only two "fights" I can remember.
 
fighting is dumb, and proves nothing. One time I almost got into a fight, but i held myself back because i knew it was just my anger, and the other guy was backing off. This was in the 7th grade, and I felt really guilty and stupid. Never had anything come that close, ever. Man, i can't believe at that age I was able to calm myself down and step back.

Then there are other times when gangsters came to me and said "what you looking at homies?" "what's up homie?" . I didn't want to fight, so I would just say "well, nothing, man, don't really know what you're talking about"

hehe, its funny thinking about it now, because they just stared at me for 10 more seconds and went away. oh well. I'm not playing it off as if I wasn't scared, I was. The things that came to me were that my stuff might get stolen, i might get bruises, my parents might be sad, my gf might be said, i may go to jail. Well whatever, fighting isn't worth it almost most of the time.
 
Originally posted by: S Freud
I don't like to fight if I can help it, I wouldn't say I am small(5'11", 180lbs.) The sad thing is I will probably be in a fight tomorrow. But I won't back down when challenged, I guess I'm just too stubborn.

Kick his ass Seabass!
 
Originally posted by: nkgreen
Originally posted by: S Freud
I don't like to fight if I can help it, I wouldn't say I am small(5'11", 180lbs.) The sad thing is I will probably be in a fight tomorrow. But I won't back down when challenged, I guess I'm just too stubborn.

Kick his ass Seabass!

 
Like I said I really don't like to fight, but when it comes down to it if someone is going to get in my face with an attitude then I'm not going to back down, and yes I realize you guys are mocking me.
 
I don't like to fight.

The one fight I got into during HS was against one of my former best friends. Socked him in teh face, and he fell backwards on his ass. Kinda sad. It was like a 1 hit KO and people laughed about that forever.

Then the real fight I got into a few years back was when I was in Taiwan during the New Years countdown with my mom. Freaking crowd was pushing and they shoved my mom. A group of 5 teenagers thought they were really cool by making some lame train (holding on to each other's shoulder) and trying to weave through the crowd and they shoved my mom in teh process and kept laughing. I said "WTF" out loud and I guess they heard me say the f-word and they looked at me funny and laughed. They looked at me and mocked my English going "fvck?? fvck??? AHAHAHAHAHA." Yea real funny buttheads.

So I eyed one of them, did the macho nod and said a big "FVCK YOU." I guess my mom was like "WTF are you doing" and told me to shut up. At that point one of the guys was looking at me pissed and I said "I'll fvck you up b!tch." At that point he came over and yelled "Gan ni ma" (fvck your mom in Chinese). He thought he was the shizzle, but hey, I'm Taiwanese too. I can swear in Mandarin, Cantonese, Korean, you name it.. I could've dropped like 50 swear words in 10 different languages and verbally kicked his sorry little @$$, but he wanted to shout "GAN" at me.

My mom was trying to get him to calm down and out of nowhere he swung at me. I didn't see it coming so I got hit near my eye. I think he took 2 swings at me, one hitting kinda on, the other not as direct of a hit. I had a freaking backpack with my laptop in it and I had a camera strapped on me (Powershot G3). I was in no condition to fight. Moreoever, the guy had 4 friends.

So I generally hate FOBs thinking they're the sh!t even though I'm pretty fobby myself, so I was like man.. stupid Taiwanese kids who are SHORTER than me (heck I'm only 5'9") and think they're the shizzle. I swung. Landed smack dab in his face, and he fell back.

Big mistake. I knew Iw as screwed. All 4 other guys jumped me and whacked the shizzle out of me. My mom freaked out and tried to protect me but they hit her too. I felt really bad cuz I dragged her as I started trying to run off through the crowd. She was behind me and all the blows were hitting the bakc of my head. Finally I got clear and one guy ran at me and kicked me in the back (WTF was that).

I got bruises here and there, and the worst was that my contacts cut one of my eyes (the pain came in later as I took the lens out) and my back was extremely sore from the kick.

From that day on I vowed to work out so I wouldnt get my @$$ kicked like that again.

Fighting is stupid. I don't throw first punches ever. I guess I'm just an egotist that my words often get me into trouble.
 
Used to fight for prize in prison in 94/95. Aside from that I have never fought anyone outside of a ring. I'm a very nice person.
 
Whoever you fight, make sure they don't have a black belt in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. They will take you down and pretty much do whatever they want to you.
 
I've been in enough fights to know, you win some, you lose some. Usually lose to the bigger guys, and usually win against the littler guys, but that isn't always the case. The main thing is to deal with the pain, and keep your wits about you.
 
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