When I was about 14...
...I was having a bit of an argument with my physics teacher. He was being (to my 14 year old mind) completely unreasonable and not letting me get a word in edgeways. So as a means of ending the argument, I simply shouted at the top of my voice "NO! DON'T PUSH ME!" and threw myself down a nearby flight of stairs. Quite a crowd gathered around to see him standing at the top of those stairs and me laying in a heap at the bottom as he protested that "He jumped! He! jumped!". He ended up nearly getting in an awful lot of trouble before I eventually owned up to what I'd done. I did get in a fair bit of trouble over it, but he never bothered me again!
(Angry Hoolio Acarrotisascloseasarabbitevergetstoadiamond, Fri 12 Nov 2010, 2:21, 6 replies)

I am glad you came clean.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Fri 12 Nov 2010, 4:00, closed)

I had to really...
... It didn't occur to me at the time that he might actually get into trouble. I just wanted the argument to be over with. I got what I wanted, so I suppose there was no reason not to own up. At the time it just seemed like the most logical way to resolve the situation. Nowadays I'm not quite so impulsive.
(Angry Hoolio Acarrotisascloseasarabbitevergetstoadiamond, Fri 12 Nov 2010, 9:55, closed)

that's cause you're a nutter
or maybe your adolescent self watch/read too much Fight Club.
( Sextant goes to him is emotionally erect, on this day, Fri 12 Nov 2010, 6:41, closed)

I didn't actually
get to see Fight Club until a couple of year later. This probably happened around the time that it was in the cinema though, so maybe I'd heard someone talking about it and subconsciously stored the idea for later use. I remember seeing the film a couple of years later and thinking "Hey, that was my idea!" though.
(Angry Hoolio Acarrotisascloseasarabbitevergetstoadiamond, Fri 12 Nov 2010, 9:53, closed)

Really?!?!
Did you get the help you needed?
( number5 has been fighting tramps and losing., Fri 12 Nov 2010, 8:01, closed)

You know what...
... the school's attitude towards me after this incident was more unhelpful than ever! There was probably a lesson to be learned from that, but I just took it as a reason to act like an even bigger dickhead for the remainder of my time there. And now I work in a pet shop. I suppose I've learned a lesson about consequences. It's just taken me 13 years.
(Angry Hoolio Acarrotisascloseasarabbitevergetstoadiamond, Fri 12 Nov 2010, 9:59, closed)