From my perspective, an argument is an everyday thing. We usually argue against somebody else, or sometimes, ourselves, and we don't even realize it. The essay, My Smallest Biggest Argument, by me, Kenneth Nwosu, was given its title because this argument escalated from the smallest cause and turned out to be my biggest argument ever so far. I haven't been into many major arguments in my whole life for several reasons. Some reasons are because: I don't like to talk too much; when I do argue, I never give up until it is clarified that I am right; and lastly, if I am not right, and there is enough evidence given to prove that I am wrong, it usually ends up in a nasty way, maybe by me throwing a blow.
Most of the arguments that I get into are usually for good reasons, and they also usually turn out to be big ones. Out of the few arguments that I have ever had in my life, the biggest one was over something small and stupid. It was with a girl who had been very close to me and my family for about five years, and her name was Noel. This argument lasted for over two weeks. It lasted for that long because Noel and I approached the climax of the argument from two different directions. .
On a very hot summer day of last year (2000), my girlfriend (of the moment), Noel and I went to Venice Beach together. At the beach, while holding hands, we roller bladed together. We made jokes together and laughed at the weird people on the beach, and it was unforgettable. We had lots of fun together, and it was one of the most exciting and fun times we ever had. But that was all about to change when I had to use the restroom. When I went into the restroom, I came out earlier than normal because I had to get the body lotion from Noel. On my way out of the restroom door, I saw her hugging another guy that she claimed to have known from junior high school. When they were hugging, he grabbed her gluteus maximus (butt).
