The other time was when the same gangstar who was my friend and still is, was in the playground, and we had our usual crowd, then everyone thought it would be funny to randomly jump on people, they did it to each other but when it came round to me being glomped, I flipped out (Thank my short temper for that), and swung punches all around me, I'm sure it would be funny if you were watching me and that's why the all laughed as I slowed down and laughed too, all was returning to normal, peace at last after my 10 seconds of being a human storm of fists, but then a ginger bloke (yes, that's his name) immitated me, I laughed as I couldn't do much else, untill he try to push me for fun, I got pissed off, I don't much like contact so I just stepped back and leant my foot out, he tumbled right over... Now, seeing this, the 'gangstar' had thought I just floored his mate, and he obivously came to the rescue, he took a swing at me and I just slyly took a step back, I wasn't going to hit this guy as he was my mate and he got it all wrong, I had no time to tell him what happened as he swung for me again, now, he did it with such force that he span 360. He came at me again with tears in his eyes and I felt like shit, poor man, really poor man, he swung so hard he toppled himself, all of my mates, which are his too, went over to him to see if he was alright...
Imagine that, me standing alone feeling like a bastard, everyone was saying I twated him across the face from what it looked like, but later on we sorted it out and had many a laughs in lessons after that, 3 years later I still feel like shit for that whenever I think about it... Oh well eh?