WTF

Alright ima vent right quick. Im at Jose's with cambell (see last blog) and this group of little rad-tag rednecks walk in. Bad enough right? Well this goofy looking SOB walks up to us and says "Hey Cambell", at least that what it sounded like, his accent made it hard to decipher. Dude doesnt even acknowledge me sitting and there and then procedds to text and look at cambell the whole time we were there.

I dont think ive ever gotten truely and honestly mad before. Im not talkin about little mad, i mean down right, wanna punch a guy mad. Tonight, that changed. The thought of some guy wanting to be with cambell made something in my brain just spark with pure hatred and anger. Me, being a boy of small stature and muscle existance, didnt know what to do with this anger. I wanted to go up and lay the smackdown on the kid but deep down i know i would have got my ass kicked 7 different ways to Sunday.

So i restricted myself to just glaring from a far and letting my anger simmer down. I live to love another day.