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Tuesday, Apr 3, 2007

Yeah, today I had one little fight with friend of mine called Jose Oscar in school. I was throwing little papers at him at the lunch hour, then after I threw the final piece of paper at him, he kicked me like 3 times while I was sitting. After that I started to talk trash at him and then I gave him one kick in his leg. Then we were about to fight until he slaped me and started to run. I was mad as hell, and then all the other morons that were sitting in the place I was sitting were messing with me since before the discussion... I tell you, after today I won't talk to some of the guys... >_>

Peace Out

*CrossWolf*

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Jajaja, nosotros los mexicanos tenemos ese tipo de golpes, dscusiones y rilñas a diario, y jamás nos molestamos, siempre lo tomamos a juego, es como muestra de aprecia y compañerismo. n_n
Posted Apr 3, 2007 2:19 pm PT
Diablos... y yo que siempre me molesto de nada.
Posted Apr 3, 2007 2:25 pm PT
lol. No Habla Espanol
Posted Apr 3, 2007 3:00 pm PT
Sorry to hear that.
Posted Apr 3, 2007 3:26 pm PT
Jesus, what the hell are you people saying?...

Anyway, ah bad luck man....you think thats bad....Im on holiday and I have to go back to school to do work....
Posted Apr 3, 2007 3:52 pm PT
^ uhhhhh huh
But anyway what guy slaps?I mean it wouldn't be horrible if he didn't run either so just let it go he is not really one of your friends if he trying to beat ya up
Posted Apr 3, 2007 4:31 pm PT
Lol, yeah, I'll just won't talk to him
Posted Apr 3, 2007 5:35 pm PT
Okay...now I know the whole story.
Posted Apr 3, 2007 7:03 pm PT
What a story.
Posted Apr 3, 2007 7:20 pm PT
Ok I got something really important to say to you:

[] Starting moment []
----ESE NENE ES UN PENDEJO, GALLINA! ----
[] Ending moment [] anyway look if you get mad with that guy again for some reason scream at him "marika" just by my part....thx

Note: Hey forget that punk, he's done for nothing...
Posted Apr 3, 2007 8:42 pm PT
Dale tiempo al tiempo... a lo mejor aun se puede salvar la amistad o si no por lo menos pueden ser civiles y tratarse con respeto. Rayos... necesito un poco de gaseosa o algo.
Posted Apr 3, 2007 8:57 pm PT
Nah, yo mejor ni le hablo... cada vez que me acuerdo de la situación, me dan ganas de darle una buena paliza.
Posted Apr 3, 2007 10:08 pm PT
Hey you said the guy slapped you then ran away you say? Lol, what a man he is...he slapped you....
Posted Apr 4, 2007 1:48 am PT
What a guy
Posted Apr 4, 2007 2:50 am PT
Posted Apr 4, 2007 4:09 pm PT
What a P***y
Posted Apr 4, 2007 6:32 pm PT
That guy is a "marika" he doesn't know what does means to be a man, bobo de mierdan que es....
Posted Apr 6, 2007 3:18 pm PT
what a man....
Posted Apr 7, 2007 3:30 am PT
yeah... what a gay
Posted Apr 7, 2007 8:55 am PT
Isn't your name Jose too? Are you the person you're pissed at? lol
Posted Apr 7, 2007 4:36 pm PT
Yeah... I'm called Jose sadly... but he's Jose Oscar, I'm Jose Antonio...
Posted Apr 7, 2007 8:18 pm PT
Yeah, I was on vacation...so I couldn't reply...sorry to hear about what happened. So you still talkin to those guys you mentioned at the end?
Posted Apr 8, 2007 7:50 pm PT
Nope, I don't think ever will again... they're just a bunch of hypocrites.
Posted Apr 8, 2007 10:46 pm PT
Yeah...it's pretty amazing how low or high relationships go from one day to the next...
Posted Apr 9, 2007 3:27 pm PT
Hello person. I finnally got online today. I would have kicked the poopie out of that other person. This retard at my school tries to hang out with me, but then I said his dad was Michael Jackson, so he told the Vice Principal and I got scolded. I hate that greasy butterball. Dude, he's 15 and he ways 220 pounds -__-'
Posted Apr 23, 2007 11:04 pm PT
15 years?...... just for saying his dad was Michael Jackson... WTF... hahahaha!!!...... and dude he's way too fat.
Posted Apr 24, 2007 9:56 am PT
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