Ok guys, ive been on
test and
deca for about 10 weeks now. I decided to go out clubin with my friends lastnight. I also got tipsy (not hammered) off cranberry juice and vodka. Anyway, I got in 3 fights lastnight. Now before i tell the stories I just wanna let you guys know im now ive never been this way before.
Ok, so the night starts off good, i pre game with my friends witht he cran and vodka. By the time we get off the train (im in germany) i was feelin nice. so we take a cab to the club and start walkin to the club we like. I admit i was being an asshole, i said " whoever bumps into me is gonna get knocked out" as i walked towards a group of german dudes. They all move asside as i walk through but this guy in the back bumps into me hard. He was on his phone. I pushed him then he got in my face yelling some german shit. I took half a step back, threw a right hook and he fell, stiff like a board. I felt bad afterwards but during i was pissed. He was my height, 6 feet tall or close to it and id say 170-180 lbs. ( im 6 feet 194, before i started cycle i was 172

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The next altercation i got into was in the club. Before i tell this story i just want to fill people in on the situation in germany. German girls love black guy ALOT, dont ask me why. So here they think they are gods gift. Anyway, im walking through the crowd in the club and lightly bump into this dude. He shoves me, i shove him back then here comes all his friends starring me down puffing up their chests. Before anything could happen the bouncers came and broke it up but then!, and heres the part that really made me mad, one of his friends starting making gestures at me while behind the bouncers. I didnt forget his face.
So the end of the night comes and me and my bros head over to mcdonalds (unfortunatly i didnt get a bitch to take home with me that night

) We got our cheeseburgers, we eat them and then we start headin over to the train. Guess who i see. the black dude and his pussy ass friend. Im completely sober at this point. I approach him and say " werent you the dude tryin me in the club!? Ofcourse he says no. I said yes you were and without any hesitation threw another right hook. He fell off his stool and i got in the mount position and hit him 1 good time before my boy pulled me off. His Big black friend didnt do anything. So we dart out of there and head to the train and go home
Last night I was happy most the time when i was dancing with chicks or flirting or carrying on, BUT I found myself getting extremely angry very easy and then it would subside. I was an emotional roller coaster. Now its no secret that gear has these effects, im just wondering, is it normal to be happy, mad and then happy again relatively quickly?
Does anyone have any similar stories?