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I too used to get into fights as I used to think I was so tough. I currently have 3 first degree black belts in different forms of martial arts. Which allows me to handle myself if I need too, but I usually don't let it come to fists anymore.
Also for those who said they have never eaten pumkin, it's a shame. Pumpkin bread is delicious.

I grew up until I was about 7 in Italy and them my family came to the USA where it was tough for us because even though the world have moved along so much there was still much racism towards our family (which is why I talk so properly to avoid stereotypes) and we didn't have much money so it was very tough. I remember when I was little we barely had money to eat and we often shared a can of beans or something between the 4 of us. Since then though, we have become a middle class family living fairly comfortably and I am now in college.

I am a pacifist when it comes to fighting thats why i never get involved and i ahve no skills at all to protect myself. If someone targets me i am a defenseless prey just waiting to get taken down by the predator. My physical endurance is enough to keep me from taking real nasty beatings but once someone pisses me off i become the devil and want to make you suffer. If someone gets in my face and startles me i will either tell em to back off or i will want to put the in an armbar and break the arm into pieces.

Typically not a violent person (except for when I play football or workout) But I usually stay calm and passive.

I have an extremely short temper, I am quick to anger and tend to bite others head's off when I am.

Well I used to have anger management issues but then, when I was about 10, a guy pushed in front of my at a water fountain and I decked him.
So I thought to myself, this probably needs to stop a little bit.

Other than that I've always been quite a loved person? xD
At school I've always been the guy who hangs out with the middle group (i.e. the group that isn't popular, but isn't nerdy/unpopular), but is friends with everybody in the popular group. I'd probably be in that group if I were good at any sports other than fencing, or if I were good-looking. xD

Yet if people are bullying me harshly I will still get pissed off with them. An example would be that a new kid, big, complete dumbf***, now known for taking drugs and being an absolute dipshit, with the friends he'd made, tried to 'assert his dominance' on me.
So I headbutted him in the face.
At least he had the honour not to tell people -I- broke his nose. Or maybe he just didn't wanna seem weak, or a douche for picking on somebody like me.

Well I'm in 7th grade now, but back in elementary school I got into some "fights", at least that's what the teachers called it. If you ask me it wasn't really a fight. I threw a pencil at someone and it hit him in the eye because he threw a pencil at me. I didn't mean for it to hit him in the eye though. I meant for it to hit in the the chest. Not a big deal if you ask me but whatevers. There was another time I pushed a kid against the classroom bookshelf because he said checkers was stupid. (Silly, I know) The teachers made me go to the school psychiatrist for "anger management lessons" but I didn't really feel I needed any after maybe one or two classes. I grew up in a pretty bad neighborhood with experiences of smoking, cussing, and fighting at an early age and the other kids there were always picking fights with me when I was outside. So I tussled with them a little and proved that I wasn't as weak as I looked, but yeah I lost sometimes too. Then I went through a little "fighting stage" and picked fights with a kid who was bigger than me and I got beat up. But now we are kinda friends.

In school I was always kinda the nerdy kid who always got the question right and was interested in Pokemon and Yu-Gi-Oh!. I was teased sometimes for that, but I had a group of a few friends and I wasn't really hated that much until 6th grade and the people that I didn't have a problem with starting making fun of me. That stage of my life had a lot of cussing and being good at sports or being popular really separated you from the other kids. But even then I had a few "friends" that I hanged out with, but even them made fun of me for liking Pokemon and Yu-Gi-Oh!. One time, one guy gave me a Eternal Duelist Soul game to tease me, but I took it and played it. I moved from that school and currently live somewhere else, but I still keep in contact with some friends on facebook. At my new school I haven't told anyone about playing Pokemon and Yu-Gi-Oh! and I haven't had many problem yet.

Okay so once I was sat in class, and I tried to pass a pencil at somebody, but then he threw one in my eye. Hurt like hell.
Jerk.
Then, I said checkers sucked, and he pushed me up against a wall, I was like, woah there, what's the problem?

Well part of the problem was he was boasting about how great he was at checkers and he could beat me so hard and then he says he doesn't like it because he says it's stupid. I think he just doesn't want to play against me in fear of losing after all his bragging.

So last mothers day, I woke up with really bad nausea. I told my mom, and started puking black goo repeatedly (no joke), and I hadn't eaten yet that day. My mom took me to the hospital, and the doctor took me to my room. He said I was in Diabetic Keytone Acidosis (I'm Diabetic by the way). It was my first time, so we didn't know what it was like, but my mom is a nurse and knows what to do with it. All I really needed was insulin, but the doctor only would give me water. My mom took me out to take me home, and the doctor sent security guards after us and they tackled us to the ground, and dragged us into a room. The doctor then called Child Services on my mom, and my mom called the police, since they were holding us against our will. So I was in a small place, with a poison in my blood, slowly dieing. Finally, the doctor said "I signed te form, so you can have insulin now", which means the doctor had to put his name on a form so I could live. Now I hate Canadian Health Care.

Other fact: I'm Diabetic, Celiac, red-green color blind, and nearsited. I don't complain though, 'cause now I can't get drafted!

I like an organized room also, but I have to share a room with my sister who isn't clean. She leaves her artwork and crafts all over the place and doesn't clean up after herself. BTW I just looked at your signature and it has the chorus to Stronger - Shadyvox, I was just listening to that XD

My room is very unorganized, same with my locker. It takes me nearly an hour, with help, to clean out something of mine. Another thing about me: I like all generations of Pokemon except Generation 4. And in case you didn't realize from my name and what I just said, I'm a big pokemon nerd. I'm making my own pokemon hack with the help of friends, including Dragonclaw, who is spriting for me.

My room is ordered chaos. I know where everything is, but occasionally my mom decides to clean it, then suddenly we're spending 20 minutes before I leave for school running around going WHERE THE HELL IS THIS, WHERE THE HELL IS THAT, because it pisses me off when people do that. xD
I mean if you clean it up WELL, that's good. But right now all she does is pick things up and put them somewhere I'm not likely to find it.

I actually think I have a really good memory because I can pass quizzes easily without any studying. But, like Nour, I seem to forget passwords and usernames easily.

I have recently realized that I have a very sensitive stomach and now can never eat fast food again. The consequences if I continue to eat any fast food, soda, or junk food excessively, is that I might end up with my father: without a Gall-Bladder and far worse heart burn. I find it odd though, I've noticed I've had problems with my stomach and have much more personal issues concerning it, but I've never been conscience of how surreal the consequences of not watching what you eat.

Life is good 'cause I've never even seen a Wendy's.