So, What's Gonna Happen To Me Now?

Now I'm scared shitless, thanks, moomoo. ^_^

I guess I should take solace in the fact that the officer said I had to be a couple months older in order for it to apply to me being an adult. I won't be 18 until November 30th, which is 8 and a half months away.

I'm already going to do exactly that, though. Yes, sir. Yes, ma'am. Very curteous, polite etc etc. I'm just still not sure what I'm gonna say about the alcohol, though. I mean, I'm sorta wondering if I could say it was at a party in the middle of nowhere (we have lots of woods and places where people don't live or go for miles) and I got it from a cooler there. If they ask whose party it was, I could say I don't know whose it was.

I'm just still wondering if they ask for names of the people that were at the party. Sorry for taking everyone's time on this, I'm just afraid, I guess, of what I'm to tell them. My mom is going psycho. Apparently, she thinks I'm going to just give out names of all the people I've smoked with, and if I don't, she's gonna try and bring up names of random people I know. She's such a stupid bitch. I literally can't stand her.

She's trying to make it hell for me, but....I'm not really worried, though, now that I think about it. I'm expecting probation, an essay or community service, and random drug tests.

I'm pretty sure they won't try me for 18. If they could, they would have had me in jail that night, the officer told me. So, I'm sure they'll count me as a minor etc etc. Right now, however, I'm trying to hit this from every angle. Explore everything that could happen and try to prepare myself for it, in some way.

Once again, I'm sorry for taking everyone's time on this and posting constantly.

A small update would be that this morning I felt like crap so I told my mom I wasn't going to school. She bitched and moaned and finally let it be, but while i was asleep she called the truancy officer. I woke up at 12:30, got a shower and got dressed and stuff and just as I'm getting my socks on, this old guy walks through my door. He was nice to me, and shot the shit with me about the weather and stuff like that, but he ended up escorting me to school at 1:30, with an hour and a half left in school.

wow...that is most fucked up,and you do not have to say who you got the beers from,but just so things go a little more smooth just go with the party and say you didn't know anyone there you just saw it and decided to crash it.tell your ex-mum i said she was the bitchyest bitch ever to bitch?after court i'd go live with freinds.

You're 17. Get emancipated and live on your own legally. It's really quite easy and requires no parental permission, at least in our farming county in Illinois.

Anyway, about the beer. Say you found a 6 pack in the woods and you took it. And then say you drank half and took the rest home for later.

And I'm serious when I say this: For as long as you live with your mom, don't do anything she won't like. She essentially owns you. This means dispose of everything you aren't supposed to have, goto school, follow her shitty communist rules, etcetera. It's the only way you'll get out of there without more trouble. She sounds like a total bitch who's out to get you for your every wrong move.

man that shits fucked up!! do u have a car ? llive in that idk man thats just fuvcked up.

ANOTHER LONG UPDATE IN STORE!

Okay, well, this story is somewhat funny. For years I've been trying to tell everyone that Brenda is nuts, but to no avail. Now, everyone is starting to realize what I have known since I was 12.

Okay, well, yesterday my friend called to see if I had got this paper done so I could help him before it was due 7th hour. He called, my mom picked up, and he hung up (he heard about Saturday). My mom called him back and he picked up and she went BALLISTIC on him, so he called called her a fucking bitch and hung up. She left SEVENTEEN MESSAGES on his home answering machine saying shit about him being able to hide the messages from his parents and what not. HE WAS AT SCHOOL AND SHE CALLED HIS HOME! The next funny thing was, his mom already knows he smokes pot, but my mom said that he has been selling me drugs (which he never has) and that he was the biggest drug dealer in three states. Those were her exact words. How she came to THAT conclusion, no one will know.

BUT, it does not stop there, ladies and gentlemen, no it does not. She called the Drug Task Force in the next county, the Sheriff's Department of our town, the Dean of Boys for our school, and his mom, and my friend's dad (the one who was with me when she went and called the cops on me Saturday).

The parent of the friend who called yesterday said she is nuts, and that she feels sorry that I have to live in a home with a mother as crazy as her. The Dean of Boys, who has almost always been on her side, said she is going nuts (read: she's losing her mind) saying she's going overboard and all this other stuff. It was awesome.

Yesterday or last night, she called another one of my friends (after the incident with the Dean of Boys) and tries to yell all this crap out about another one of my friends, and the mother said, "You're crazy, don't call back here again." (that was a summary, ^_^) IT'S WONDERFUL! Everyone is starting to realize what a nutjob this woman is. I love it.

Anyway, since I'm 17, I don't want to do anything to make the court pissed at me and think about sending me to juvy or jail or whatever. So, I'm thinking about telling them I was near the local hang out place and I paid some random dude to get me a six pack. I'll admit the alcohol was mine (I originally told the cops I was holding it for someone) and then throw myself at the leniency of the court. Whaddya guys think??

EDIT: Yeah. I have a 1980 Gold Edition Cadillac Eldorado in PRISTINE condition.........but Brenda won't let me have my license.

EDIT2: Do bottles come in six packs....? I don't drink, in case you haven't noticed. ^_^

dude...its not illegal to have alochol on you is it? Its in your house after all.



if i was yoiu i would beat down on your mum. No, im joking, but seriously, i feel for you, a mother should be someone who looks after you and shoit, not a freaky ass crazy bizzle psycho fizzle.

im really sorry i just meant that in massachusetts they can do certain things at age 17 i know you sure dont need any more pressure rght now. well mom seems to be going off the deep end . quite a circus you have going there. i liked the party in the woods story the best. and NO bottles DONT come in 6 pks!and your NOT going to jail! sounds like maybe the judge will see your mom for what she is and then you can get emancipated you actually can do it anyway because your 17 but prbably better to wait till this blows over. peace and good luck

It was in my home, in my room, hidden in one of the drawers I no longer use. I just considered it illegal because I'm underage.

Okay, well, I just got the thing in the mail and read it before Brenda.

Reckless Possession of Paraphernelia, a Class A Misdemeanor, and Battery, a Class B Misdemeanor (it's either Class A or B for Battery).

Does that mean they won't ask me about the alcohol??? That's the only thing I'm really afraid of.

So, now, apparently, I beat Brenda on Saturday. Very nice. My informal court interview is 3/23/05 at 3 pm.

It's really nice to have lots of friends. I got in a car today at the end of school to get a ride home, and the person who was giving me a ride had to give 2 other people a ride, besides myself. Well, the girl who sat next to me asked if I had to see her uncle in court, I replied with the name of the judge and she says, "Yep, that's him." She's going to see if she can talk to him, try to help me out. She said she can't guarantee anything, but that she'll try.

So, while the old stereotype says that friends who do drugs are bad friends, I guess I proved it wrong this time. They're actually very loyal.

Another thing is, my mom typed this thing up and taped it to our front door. I took it down, took it to school, made copies and handed them out to people. I've talked to teachers, the Dean of Boys, the Principal, and almost the entire student body. The teachers I've talked to seem to be "sympathetic" simply because they think she's going overboard, and that it can't be healthy for me to be around her, or something or other. One teacher in particular knows I'm not a bad person so she thinks my mom is going extreme. The students find it HILARIOUS how crazy she is. Yesterday, some of the students in my school (read: the Christian ones) thought it was my fault because I smoked marijuana and I'M the one who made that choice. ETC ETC Well, today, even THEY had to question my mother's sanity. Here's why....

[align=center]IF YOUR NAME IS NOT
_______ AND YOU ARE UNDER
THE AGE OF 18 YEARS OLD,
THEN LEAVE IMMEDIATELY!
THE POLICE AND NEIGHBORS
ARE WATCHING MY HOME.
_____ IS GROUNDED, NOT
ALLOWED TO HAVE ANYONE
OVER OR TO LEAVE THE
APARTMENT WHATSOEVER. IF
YOU ARE CAUGHT IN MY HOME
WHEN I AM NOT HERE, I WILL
PRESS CHARGES FOR
BREAKING AND ENTERING.
THIS MEANS ANYONE AND
EVERYONE UNDER THE AGE OF
18, NOT A FAMILY MEMBER,
NAME IS NOT ON MY LEASE,
AND WHO SUPPLIES MY KID
WITH DRUGS! I WILL PRESS
CHARGES! [/align]

We all got a big kick out of that.
I made copies and passed them out to a LOT of people, put a copy on my locker, etc etc. They all think she's insane. I looked up the breaking and entering laws on Law Dictionary, and if I let them in, it's not breaking and entering. I thought that was the case, but just to make sure I looked it up. I guess she doesn't think I'm smart enough to do all of this.
She also doesn't have the cops watching the house anymore. Though, it's just a guess. She said she isn't going to leave me home alone, and that leads me to believe she is afraid because no one but the old bitch down stairs is watching. ^_~

Today she found this old smirnoff bottle that had a crapload of stems and seeds in there. It was so old it was actually growing mold in there, and she also found a cigarette. So, I'm not sure what she's going to do with the bottle.

Last bit is, I talked to a friend today and they're going to talk to this guy who is of age, and she's going to ask if I can tell the judge he came over and had them and he got a call on his cell and had to leave real quick, forgetting the Bud Lights. I didn't know what to do with them, so I put them in my drawer, because I didn't want my mom to find them.

I hope he's okay with it.....

Yeah, it is illegal for you to possess. There wouldn't be anything they could do if your mom said it was hers... but from the sounds of your mom, I'm not seeing that happening anytime soon.