
So first day back from Spring Break was just like I thought it would. Pretty laid back with not much going on. The floors in Lenoir were buffed which made them look wet, and many people thought that. I ate lunch as usual with various members of FEBMN and some associates. This morning I woke up early to go tutor at Grey Culbreth because I had to make a day. I thought they were out for a snow day, but they weren't so I just fucked up. Anyway tutored helped some little multiply and learn science then changed so back to lunch. We talked about random shit like always. I went to class, did my work, and now to where I'm at now. So I was walking through the pit, I see this one nigga, and knows he's associated with another nigga that wants to fight me, so I assume he's there and may have been. As I was walking through the pit with my Ipod bumping some calming music, I hear so niggardly calls of "Ayo Vic" "thevipstation" "Vic Perry" and probably some derogatory comments. I continue to walk through the Student Union ignoring them. The problem is that I don't know if it was them or not. I am going to assume because usually my ears don't fail me when it comes to my name. But here in arises a problem I've had sense dude started beefin' with me. The reason the ordeal started was because I called 3 dudes swagger jackers over twitter when I was tipsy. Granted alcohol is not an excuse for any action, I have been recently informed that these three individuals are his friends. He saw my tweet and proceed to attack my character/persona via twitter. Now I'm gonna let you all think about this for a second. Now you may be like me and think: "Really? Swagger Jacker is that big of derogatory comment?" or you could be like some people and ask "WTF is a Swagger Jacker?" But most of you will probably harness your inner negro and say "Nigga called him out, you must pay what you owe!" Regardless dude kept going in on me trying to make a trending topic on twitter calling me everything under the sun from "Vin Diesel look-a-like" to "swaggless monkey" to even the ever so popular "homo." I have conversed with various mutual affiliates in said unknown beef (because we don't know each other) and all of them insisted on being the bigger man, and just let him huff and puff until he gets tired, and mind moves on to other things.
I feel that the niggerish instigators are the main problem here. With his ego being backed by those who don't even know the situation, but just want to see a fight ensue because they have nothing better to do with their lives. Though the words of wisdom from my friends and the little "O:)"(that's an angel in facebook chat, without the parentheses of course) on my shoulder are telling me to be more mature than a 20 year old grown man, the inner nigga in me is quoting Charlie Murphy in that Dave Chappelle skit "Yo let's stomp this muthafucka out right now!" After careful consideration I have chosen to go with my friends because taking good advice and being intimidated my the ignorant is much better where I'm at than it would be serving time in the pen. Really think about this, because I'm about to something I rarely do and drop some words of knowledge on y'all. If we do "fight" then what? One of us wins, one of loses so what? Neither of us is going to live it down. He loses, he probably comes back again with more friends, tries to jump me, gets a weapon, seriously threatens my life or something to that degree. If I lose, then I'm turning this mug into VA Tech all over again. So you can clearly see this shit isn't worth it. I've chosen to squash shit, because I've never said anything to dude in the first place, and he's chosen to do whatever. I do ask for your input as readers if you have a stance on the subject. Any feedback is welcome regardless of fucking stupid some people are going to be in their posts.
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