Did I just degrade all women by using that as my title? Eh I guess it is alright with me being a woman and all, right? (NOOO!!)
Any-who, last Thursday I was about to get into my first grown-up fist fight with some "wannabe". It was while I was playing fast soccer. Some chick decided to play rough with one of my teammates and when this one tried defending herself the other girl lost it and grabbed her by the hair. Next thing you know, they are both rolling on the ground and stuff. So I decided to pull her away when outta the blue this tall and skinny "wannabe" was all like: "What? What? You wanna get down!?" And I was all like: "What's your problem?" Then we started telling each other shit, and if it weren't for my boyfriend we would have gone at it, too.
I have never felt such an adrenaline rush like the one I felt that night before. Not even when I got on the Goliath ride for the first time. I was just proud of myself that I did not back down or chicken out.
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