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8D HEY GUYS. I'm BAAAAACK~

We had a great time. The match lasted about an hour, and then we sat around and ate pizza until we ran out. It was fun. :3

...Except this one little girl who decided to try to ruin the whole thing.


I told you guys I'd give you a complete synopsis, so...here it is:
Tonight in laser tag...

We got there, we paid them for three rounds and went to our "orientation" for the laser tag vests and guns. Since there were less of us, we each had to be paired up with three other people per three of us. So that's 6 per team.

My team consisted of this:
Me
My friend Ricky (in ROTC)
My other friend Jackie
A little Asian girl wearing a paper crown
Asian girl's father
a little fat white boy in a party hat

Other team:
My friend Nathaniel
My friend Chris
My friend Alex
Asian girl's mom
A little white girl in a party hat
A white woman.


We were all kinda bummed that we got separated, considering we could have fought the other people and it woulda been a perfect number, but oh well.

We got oriented, the referee gave us our vests and guns, and we went in.

I was on the red team again.

Here's a general summary of what happened:

ROUND ONE.
Ricky, Jackie and I remember last time we went Laser Tagging and tried to be all cool about it like we were. Serpentine, don't clump, etc. etc. However, the little Asian girl (Who, for the sake of brevity, I'll call THE BRAT) started shouting at us saying we were stupid and that if we had something to say, we should say it to the whole group.

The buzzer sounds, and the guys and I race off to go shoot our buddies. Things go smoothly for a couple minutes when I get shot from behind- I turn around and it's THE BRAT standing behind me, shooting me! D8< I told her that I'm on her team and that she shouldn't do that, and she was like "WELL IT'S MY BIRTHDAY SO YOU HAVE TO LET ME DO WHAT I WANT".


....


...Yeah. Seriously.

So I let it slide that one time, and as I was about to get a perfect shot in on somebody else, she follows me and SHOOTS ME AFTER MY VEST GOES BACK TO NORMAL. I make a mad face at her and she sticks her tongue out at me and runs away.

She did that stupid shit for the WHOLE GAME, just telling you now.

Blue team won that round.

ROUND TWO.
I tell her father that she was shooting me, and he just looks away without responding. I'm upset, and she's making faces at me. Little fat boy comes up to me and says that she's an "unfair sport" and I totally agree. We fist bump, the buzzer sounds, and we're off. The little fat boy was actually a really good player. He was able to get a lot of shots in and hid pretty well. I must say, kudos to you- little fat boy. He and Ricky were like an unstoppable force, they were great. Ricky used his gunsmanship skills (probably not a word, but whatever) and little fat boy used his kick-assery and we won round two.

Meanwhile, I had to deal with THE BRAT constantly telling me to slow down, stop running and let her shoot me. I told her it was making us lose, and I kind of snapped, and she started to cry. I got annoyed and walked up the ramp begrudgingly. At that moment, she decided that SHE wanted to be referee. So the Referee took her vest off and she ran around saying "HE'S OVER HERE" and "LOOK THIS IS WHERE HE'S HIDING GUYS". For BOTH TEAMS. It was just obnoxious and her father wouldn't say anything. GRRR.

Red team won because little fat boy and Ricky were awesome. That little brat was gonna get what was coming to her. She was RUINING my birthday.

FINAL ROUND. ROUND THREE.
So the game's been okay save for THE BRAT. It's been really fun and it's just great. The white woman on the other team actually did the "This is Sparta" thing, and my friends and I cracked up.

Got into a "Mexican Standoff" with Alex, too. Then we both got shot by THE BRAT'S dad. :D It was hilarious. At the sound of the buzzer, Chris kept whacking me in the shoulder with his gun to try and get one last tag in. XD Didn't hurt, but it was stupid as hell and so funny. We started hitting each other with our guns until the referee pulled us apart and send us back to base.

THE BRAT kept being, well, a brat, until the game ended, and she started to scream and stamp her feet when the game was over. Red team won; round and game, but THE BRAT was not going to have it. She wanted to keep playing.

We were all leaving, and my friends and I looked at THE BRAT as her and her parents were leaving the Laser Tag room. She was complaining about the game, and she actually had the gall to say "This RUINED my whole birthday!!"

I had fucking ENOUGH of that brat. I walked over and lifted her by the armpits. This is a near word-for-word of what I said to her:

"Listen here, you little BRAT. You think that you can just get away with acting like a wild animal because it's your stupid birthday. How old are you, five? Six? Clearly not old enough to know how to behave in public. Now I know I'm not your dad, and I'm not your mom, I can't punish you, but today was MY birthday too. I turned 17, and instead of getting a birthday party with hats and cake, I got to go out to laser tag with my best friends. This WAS my birthday party. This WAS my present. You're going back to a table full of family and friends and presents and CAKE. Winning a game of laser tag with NO thanks to you did NOT ruin your whole birthday. If anything, your snotty behaviour ruined MY birthday." I set her down. "YOU need to learn how to be a respectable human being, and if you don't learn that, don't you dare come out in public like this. You are a selfish, loud, self-centered brat who doesn't respect anybody's feelings but your own. Even your little friend over there [little fat boy] thinks you're an unfair sport. Get over yourself and stop being such a little BRAT."

She stood there and was STUNNED. Mouth open and EVERYTHING. Little fat boy walked up and (literally) said, "AW YOU GOT TOLD, SON!"

That made my buddies crack up, but I kept my poker face. She was on my LAST nerve. She looked like she was going to cry, and I kept my glare. I WAS NOT SORRY.

Her mother took her by the shoulders and walked her briskly back to the table. Her dad came up to me and said, I'm not kidding, "Thank you, so much. I've been wanting to tell her that all day." We high-fived and I actually felt kind of proud for telling off that toddler. (Not sure of her age. Probably 4-7.)


My buddies and I decided that the losing three would buy pizza, which they did. We got Sausage. :D We had sausage pizza and drank pop and told jokes and stories and stuff. The father of THE BRAT came up to me later with a small slice of her cake. He wished me a happy birthday and smiled, and walked away.

So everything went better than expected. :D After some good time with my buds, we got in the car and went home.  It was pretty fun, despite THE BRAT trying to ruin things. :3

Then I got home, and Lisa had got me an iTunes card for my birthday, and KateLynn got me a gift card to this one store in the mall that I frequent, and somebody made a German chocolate cake. :D I had, like, three different kinds of cake today and I'm just so happy.

My birthday was totally awesome. :3 Could have done without THE BRAT, but hey- nothing's perfect.

So...yeah. :D TL;DR: Laser tag was fun, there was a girl who was being a spoilsport for all involved and I told her off. Ate pizza, went home and ate cake. Small birthday, few gifts, but a lot of fun. :D
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xXMoonXWalkerXx Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
That, what you called "brat" (which you constantly bold out) obviously had an anger problem, I once behaved like this as a kid because I was never good at any sport which caused me to anger whenever I lose.. easily, and also, countless children likes to give orders and often wasn't taking that order seriously.. at least you had something to do on your birthday, feel lucky for that.
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StrawberryR Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Anger problem, Shmanger problem. She was being a brat and had no right to act that way. She was being a bad sport and if she was my kid, I would have spanked her and taken her home with no cake that day. You do not let your kid boss you around and act that way.
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xXMoonXWalkerXx Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
my parent did that to me far too often and left me traumatized, if you had a kid, you better not over discipline it.. a childhood must not be destroyed, instead change a child's nature, no "over-kill" discipline or punishments, you know there's a better way..

but overall, clearly her parents have no idea how to take care of a kid..
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StrawberryR Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
"Traumatized"? Wtf? Abuse and a spanking aren't the same thing, Moonwalker. :roll: You're overreacting.
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xXMoonXWalkerXx Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
You have no idea, I got beaten up with a clothes hanger until the muscles of my arm can't move because I accidentally locked somebody's phone.. I have to starve for an entire day because I'm wasting food, they pull my hair until my scalp sores, they threaten me by saying things they might do such as shaving my head bald if I don't comb my hair, they pinch me until I bleed 'cause I've broken a glass, I got beaten up again for breaking a thermometer (even though I said sorry), I have to lie to my parents all the time to avoid being hit.. etcetera..

Do you think I'm overreacting, Berry?. I was talking about discipline, not spanking..
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StrawberryR Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
THAT'S NOT DISCIPLINE, THAT'S ABUSE. THERE'S A BIG DAMN DIFFERENCE.

You know what, Moonwalker? I was abused too. My dad threw me down the basement steps and refused to let me out of the basement for nearly a damn WEEK. He was a homophobic asswad who had to go to JAIL for what he did to me and my mom. My birth mother was post-partum depressed, and she didn't take anything or go to therapy. I don't even want to go OVER what she would SAY to me. What she would attempt to commit in front of me!

That's NOT discipline. That's child abuse. A spanking when you start acting like an unruly heathen is NOT the same thing as anything you or I have been through; NOT EVEN COMPARABLE.
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xXMoonXWalkerXx Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
oh.. right. <:'c and call me moon.. I always knew somebody else's issue will always be more important/serious than mine, sorry for making you bring your story up.. *sigh* I'm doing it again..
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StrawberryR Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:iconfacepalmplz: I'm sorry. Look, that's true for just about anybody. My story? Nothing compared to a nine-year old in Missouri who got lured outside to play and instead was strangled, had her throat slit and was stabbed. There's always somebody who has it worse, but that doesn't make anybody else's suffering any less important than theirs.

Moon, you really need to tell somebody about your parents. Somebody that can do something. Like a teacher or the police. Wait until your parents make a mark on you again, and use it as evidence. Please, don't live your life in fear and pain like so many other people do.
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irapandstuff Featured By Owner May 1, 2012
Damn you did good huh. Props. And happy birthday again! :D

What do you think of folk-punk?
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StrawberryR Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:D Lol, thank you~

Folk Punk?
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