TrevorNasko
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First off- you guys know I'm not violent natured. I can take an insane amount of critism before popping. Most people don't think I'm capable of a fight because I never do. That said:
For a year or so I have taken frequent jabs from a fellow student named grant. I never respond to these insults because I understand that is the way he is.
Lately I have had seriouse deadlines to meet and stress is high- every minute counts. grant has no deadline. grant wanders around chating with everyone and basicly horseplaying and occupys my tuters with babysitting him- this guts me to no end. But I say nothing to him that isnt nice- I think he knows it gets on my nerves though.
This morning he decide it would be great sport to incessintly pester me and see how agitated I would get. So for the next 2 hours he cursed at me hurled pens pensils and FORKS at my head. When I did not respond he elevated to throwing textbooks at me (you have not lived till you have taken an exam and endured this simultaniousely) which I blocked fairly easily. All the time he was trash talking and saying that he wanted to fight. I assumed he was just full of BS and tried to pay him no mind. I have too much at stake to get expelled over a fight.
The teachers never saw much of this so he got them to think I was doing the instagating and I was too frusterated defend my position. I concentrated on controling myself and even stayed neutral when he grabbed my stuff and threw it across the room. I was silently seething by now even though I never showed it. To blow up would give him the victory and I refused to do that.
He said that because he was under 18 and I was almost 20 that if i touched him it would be juvinile assualt. I calmly informed him that as long as I could prove that I didnt use excessive force the bussines law book stated that it was self defence and he was the tortfeaser( how I love that word!) .
[about now Its important to note that my laptop is out of warrenty and currently the most expencive item I own. It is my precious, my conection to the outside world, My "Jane". Everyone knows and respects this.]
5 minutes later grant says something that I didnt catch and grabs my leg DRAGS ME FROM THE CHAIR ONTO THE FLOOR AND DRAGS ME ACROSS THE ROOM! My laptop made a sickening *THUD* as it fell to the floor. Big mistake. I was impaired for a moment as my headphone cord was tangled around my neck. I tore it from myself and tossed it aside. he still had my foot though and was laughing his head off. I was now ultimately humiliated. teacher was calmly saying "grant please let go of trevor's foot". He let go of my foot still guffawing. Bigger mistake. as he lifted foot to kick me in the pelvis I thought "the hell with it" and rockedback and launched myself to my feet while unconsiously riping my e2 off of my side and positioning it bezal down in my fist. once on my feet I immediatly struck him atop the head. the impact sent a shock up my arm. he continued grabbing at my longsleeve surefire t shirt with intent to spin me into the shelves and of course hitting me. Seeing that he was not fazed by the first hit I struck again fullforce atop to the upper rightside of his head. He then learnd from my tactics and gave me an atomic blow to the temple leaving a knot or two and as I later found - a large gash. At this point I realized that he could and would do much damage to me very shortly. I had to stop him so I placed the next blow so it would remove his glasses and allow me to grab him and take him to the floor where i could kneel on him and pin his limbs until an adult could take care of things. I really don't enjoy this sort of thing you know. The shot struck home starting with an impact at the middle of the forehead and dragging the bezal down the nose(exit one pair of specticles) and all the way down the rest of the face.
From the chair to this point took an unbelievable 7seconds tops. At this point someone stepped in and I collapsed ,in shock at what I just did , into a chair.
the room emptied unbelievably fast and soon I was alone except for grant's girlfreind ,Page, who had rushed to my side as soon as she heard what was happening.(funny- she never even looked at grant as she passed him) Page is my
pal -nothing more. as soon as the door closed I lost control and sobbed. I must have creid continuously for a half hour and it felt good to have an understanding shoulder to cry on. she brought me towels and such to wipe the blood sweat and tears away with and offered comforting words.
During this time some staff had come in and informed me that while he didnt need stitches ,grant was bruised and bleeding and pretty worked over. I was unhappy to hear this because I REALLY never wanted to hurt him - just wanted to stop him.
I conveyed what had happened all morning and they beleived me. They know I wouldnt lie about it. thus even though I was sent home early(so was he) they are not going to exspell me.
You may think I was wrong in using the e2 but I know these students.
*most(90%) have spent time in an asylum at one time or another
*All have ADD or ADHD
*around 70% have records with the police. the bulk involve paraphania and drugs of large amounts (for the record- Im in the GOODY GOODY 30%)
*Grant said he had forgot his meds that morning.
He was unpredictable and I acted according to what I knew.
I admit that things might have been better If I had not retaliated. I tried though.
I posted this here because I needed it off my chest. Comments and veiwpoints welcome.
For a year or so I have taken frequent jabs from a fellow student named grant. I never respond to these insults because I understand that is the way he is.
Lately I have had seriouse deadlines to meet and stress is high- every minute counts. grant has no deadline. grant wanders around chating with everyone and basicly horseplaying and occupys my tuters with babysitting him- this guts me to no end. But I say nothing to him that isnt nice- I think he knows it gets on my nerves though.
This morning he decide it would be great sport to incessintly pester me and see how agitated I would get. So for the next 2 hours he cursed at me hurled pens pensils and FORKS at my head. When I did not respond he elevated to throwing textbooks at me (you have not lived till you have taken an exam and endured this simultaniousely) which I blocked fairly easily. All the time he was trash talking and saying that he wanted to fight. I assumed he was just full of BS and tried to pay him no mind. I have too much at stake to get expelled over a fight.
The teachers never saw much of this so he got them to think I was doing the instagating and I was too frusterated defend my position. I concentrated on controling myself and even stayed neutral when he grabbed my stuff and threw it across the room. I was silently seething by now even though I never showed it. To blow up would give him the victory and I refused to do that.
He said that because he was under 18 and I was almost 20 that if i touched him it would be juvinile assualt. I calmly informed him that as long as I could prove that I didnt use excessive force the bussines law book stated that it was self defence and he was the tortfeaser( how I love that word!) .
[about now Its important to note that my laptop is out of warrenty and currently the most expencive item I own. It is my precious, my conection to the outside world, My "Jane". Everyone knows and respects this.]
5 minutes later grant says something that I didnt catch and grabs my leg DRAGS ME FROM THE CHAIR ONTO THE FLOOR AND DRAGS ME ACROSS THE ROOM! My laptop made a sickening *THUD* as it fell to the floor. Big mistake. I was impaired for a moment as my headphone cord was tangled around my neck. I tore it from myself and tossed it aside. he still had my foot though and was laughing his head off. I was now ultimately humiliated. teacher was calmly saying "grant please let go of trevor's foot". He let go of my foot still guffawing. Bigger mistake. as he lifted foot to kick me in the pelvis I thought "the hell with it" and rockedback and launched myself to my feet while unconsiously riping my e2 off of my side and positioning it bezal down in my fist. once on my feet I immediatly struck him atop the head. the impact sent a shock up my arm. he continued grabbing at my longsleeve surefire t shirt with intent to spin me into the shelves and of course hitting me. Seeing that he was not fazed by the first hit I struck again fullforce atop to the upper rightside of his head. He then learnd from my tactics and gave me an atomic blow to the temple leaving a knot or two and as I later found - a large gash. At this point I realized that he could and would do much damage to me very shortly. I had to stop him so I placed the next blow so it would remove his glasses and allow me to grab him and take him to the floor where i could kneel on him and pin his limbs until an adult could take care of things. I really don't enjoy this sort of thing you know. The shot struck home starting with an impact at the middle of the forehead and dragging the bezal down the nose(exit one pair of specticles) and all the way down the rest of the face.
From the chair to this point took an unbelievable 7seconds tops. At this point someone stepped in and I collapsed ,in shock at what I just did , into a chair.
the room emptied unbelievably fast and soon I was alone except for grant's girlfreind ,Page, who had rushed to my side as soon as she heard what was happening.(funny- she never even looked at grant as she passed him) Page is my
pal -nothing more. as soon as the door closed I lost control and sobbed. I must have creid continuously for a half hour and it felt good to have an understanding shoulder to cry on. she brought me towels and such to wipe the blood sweat and tears away with and offered comforting words.
During this time some staff had come in and informed me that while he didnt need stitches ,grant was bruised and bleeding and pretty worked over. I was unhappy to hear this because I REALLY never wanted to hurt him - just wanted to stop him.
I conveyed what had happened all morning and they beleived me. They know I wouldnt lie about it. thus even though I was sent home early(so was he) they are not going to exspell me.
You may think I was wrong in using the e2 but I know these students.
*most(90%) have spent time in an asylum at one time or another
*All have ADD or ADHD
*around 70% have records with the police. the bulk involve paraphania and drugs of large amounts (for the record- Im in the GOODY GOODY 30%)
*Grant said he had forgot his meds that morning.
He was unpredictable and I acted according to what I knew.
I admit that things might have been better If I had not retaliated. I tried though.
I posted this here because I needed it off my chest. Comments and veiwpoints welcome.