Wow, what an odd night that ended up with me fighting some kid, first fight of my life. I go to a friends house to drink some beers and watch the UConn game. Get back to my dorm room around 12:30ish, smoke a cigarette, check my email and whatnot. 45 minutes later I go back into my room to have another cigarette. As soon as I finish the thing some random kid just walks into my room, no knocking or anything and is like \'are you Anthony"? I\'m like yea, what\'s up. The kid goes, and I quote, "yo, some boy tells me you gots my aiwa". Not knowing what the friggin kid is talking about I simply look dumbfounded and just say your wha? "A-I-W-A". I figured out it was his car stereo after about 3 minutes of asking him what the hell an aiwa was. I pleaded for about 5 minutes asking him who told him this and explaining that I have no need for a car stereo and don\'t even know how to install one, nevermind take one out. The kid starting getting louder and louder and I\'m just staring at him with a smirk on my face, cos I was assuming it was some kind of joke and had no clue what the hell he was talking about. Side note, the kid is not tall but stocky, maybe 5\'8" 180 lbs, and white. I was nice and calm until he called me a ni**a. That\'s about when I stood up and raised my voice and simply said "what did you just call me? don\'t call me a ni**er". I told him pretty loudly and pissed offly to get the
**** out of my room and out of my suite. He gets on his phone and alls I hear is "yo! get your asses up here I\'m gonna kick this kid". After hearing that I took a golf club out of my bag which was outside of my room expecting 5+ more people to come through the door, and it was only me and my buddy Theo. Two others walk in the door, one a 5\'7"ish black kid who was JACKED, and another 6\'5" skinny black kid. I dropped the golf club cos there was no way I was getting arrested for assault, nevermind if they said it was a hate crime. The original kid picked it up and was talking alot of trash while the other two were just standing there moving closer a tiny bit at a time as the original kid jabbed me in the chest 4 times with my 4 iron. He dropped the club and Im still just standing there with a grin on my face kind of laughing at the kid cos he was just yelling and screaming ebonics at me. Then he shoves me as hard as he can and barely move, must be the hockey player in me. He shoves me two more times and one staggers me a little. When he came in for another and I just moved out the way and pretty much slammed his head into the wall and threw like three or four punches to his head. I stopped immediately because the 6\'5" black kid hit me in the head, and I think I scared him when I just stopped everything and looked at him allowing the other kid to regain his feet and mouth for yelling. The second black kid, the jacked one, was cool though, he got the other black kid out of the way and Im just looking at them both as the original kid punches me three times in the face and I didnt even flinch. I looked back at him and just laughed again. The other two gave me a wierd look, that in my opinion said "this kid is a friggin wierdo, he\'s just letting our boy punch him and not even trying to block them, go after him, or anything, he\'s just smirking." Then two of my other roomates came out of their rooms while the three were leaving.
Not that anyone cares, just needed to get it off my chest.