Everyday, I am met with dumbass jerks, and they are not just authority figures or preps at my school. They are punks. If it weren't for my love of the music and kids from other states, my interest in punk would be gone. I have been through so much shit with assholes that think they are the punkest mother fuckers around. - I was at a punk fest held in a field about a year and a half ago (September of 95). I went down the hill to see the first band play. After their set, I turned around to see that my car was being destroyed. When they saw that I was coming up the hill, they all ran away. Some good guys helped me put it together. Because of my interest in the music, I stayed around anyway. At the end, I found my car even more beaten up, candle wax all over the windshield, lights busted out, windshield wipers torn off. One of the good guys' girlfriends said that she would testify in court that she had seen a couple guys do it. The insurance company said that $5000 worth of damage had been done to my car. (Note: we had bought that car for $3600). Thankfully, we got it all fixed for $2000, out of my mom's money. The horrible thing is, a lot of people said that they had seen who had done it - mainly two guys named Steve and Jason, but they wouldn't testify in court. And then the girlfriend broke up with the good guy, and I never heard from her again. Now, I bet you are saying, man, what did that bitch do to deserve this? Being stupid, I guess, and starting to hang out with pricks like them in the first place, when all they wanted was to get laid.