sooooooooooo tonight was pretty crazy.
basically I arrived at this house party with all the exchange students I talked about before (ireland chick) and we went out with a bud to get beers.
this one american dude was being an asshole from the get go, like just a dipshit no one liked. dude looked at me wrong and like laughed with his friends, dunno if at my baldness or wtf. So when we come back from the beer run, which was out in the pouring rain, dude is outside and he comes up to our cab and tells his buds to hop in as we come out. I close the door in front of him like whaaaat, "and what do we do? we are all going to the same club we just took this cab and I bought beers" dude says 'youre gonna walk' (again, thunderstorm) and starts calling me fucker and names to his buds as if I didnt speak the language, and at this point I was hella drunk and to be totally honest with ya Ive had a line of coke, so I just pushed him hard and we got in like this mini shitty fight where I just kinda kicked him as he was down and his friends did nothing and I just went away with my friend and arrived at the club like 2 hours later after I spent a long time talking about what a fucking asshole he was, but we had a great time.
lesson learned: americans are dipshits, y'all suck!
im teenaging hard tho, fights!
edit: damn this isnt as well put together as I thought and I dont wanna come out as the asshole, but believe me when I say that shit was warranted, im a pacifist