Ok Assholes...
If you want to holler at me while I'm running, fine, knock yourself out. But what the fuck makes you think you can grab me? Seriously, what's the goal of sticking your arm out while I run by and knocking me to the ground? It is 1pm, broad daylight, in Berkeley, with tons of people around, so not like you could rape me. Then what? Humiliate me? Impress you fucknut friends? Honestly, fuck all of you. I am glad I kicked you and pushed you over. Argg... this is the second time this has happened to me this year. I hate people.