I Was Wrong
As much as I hate doing it, I'll admit I'm wrong. And I was wrong about Stephen's party. I "got my shit straight" now. Stephen's mom did NOT buy the beer and did NOT know we were drinking that night. I cannot reveal who bought the beer for obvious reasons so I will call this person "JFK". And Stephen told everyone that his mom knew we were drinking but didn't want anyone to leave the house, which was a good plan on his part (but I wish someone would've told me that that was the plan). So you can see why I would say something like that. And I just figured that his mom bought the alcohol because, to my knowledge, she was the only one in the house old enough to do so. Again, I was wrong. Paul set me straight on everything that happened and explained everything to me. I understand that John is pretty pissed at me for saying that I heard it from him, and rightfully so. It has also come to my attention that everyone blames me for the party being busted. We can point fingers all day, but I am going to tell you most of the possible scenarios that could've prevented the party from being busted:
...Keep in mind that I'm not pointing fingers, I'm just making up scenarios...
- if David weren't drunk, the cop would've just sent us on our way
- if we hadn't stopped to skateboard, the cops never would've come to where we were skating
- if we hadn't decided to go McDonald's to get something to eat, there's no way the cops would've found us
- if I hadn't agreed to go along, there's no way the cops could have threatened me with 3 counts of contributing to a minor (because I was the only "adult" there)
- if the party had never been held
- if JFK didn't buy the beer
- if I was were a deaf-mute
- if I had just gone home after Brett's barbecue
I feel horrible about having the party busted, and for that I apologize. I'm not asking you for forgiveness; I'm just asking that you understand the situation I was in and to think about what you would have done...
If a cop pulled you to the side and said, "I'm going to give you one of two options: the first is that I can charge you with 3 counts of contributing to a minor; the second option is that you can tell me where this party is and I won't charge you with anything", which option would you take? (I know that all of you that were at the party are thinking option one, but put honestly put yourself in that position.)
I apologize. I was wrong. Stephen was right. John, I'm sorry. Everyone at the party, I'm sorry. Stephen, I'm sorry. But I'll own up to the fact that, yes, I was wrong. And all of you know that I never meant for it to happen that way (or at all), but it did. And for that, again I apologize.
I'm not asking you not to completely hate me anymore, but that would be nice. I just want you to understand.
Peace.
-bRyAn
...Keep in mind that I'm not pointing fingers, I'm just making up scenarios...
- if David weren't drunk, the cop would've just sent us on our way
- if we hadn't stopped to skateboard, the cops never would've come to where we were skating
- if we hadn't decided to go McDonald's to get something to eat, there's no way the cops would've found us
- if I hadn't agreed to go along, there's no way the cops could have threatened me with 3 counts of contributing to a minor (because I was the only "adult" there)
- if the party had never been held
- if JFK didn't buy the beer
- if I was were a deaf-mute
- if I had just gone home after Brett's barbecue
I feel horrible about having the party busted, and for that I apologize. I'm not asking you for forgiveness; I'm just asking that you understand the situation I was in and to think about what you would have done...
If a cop pulled you to the side and said, "I'm going to give you one of two options: the first is that I can charge you with 3 counts of contributing to a minor; the second option is that you can tell me where this party is and I won't charge you with anything", which option would you take? (I know that all of you that were at the party are thinking option one, but put honestly put yourself in that position.)
I apologize. I was wrong. Stephen was right. John, I'm sorry. Everyone at the party, I'm sorry. Stephen, I'm sorry. But I'll own up to the fact that, yes, I was wrong. And all of you know that I never meant for it to happen that way (or at all), but it did. And for that, again I apologize.
I'm not asking you not to completely hate me anymore, but that would be nice. I just want you to understand.
Peace.
-bRyAn