I've got a bad feeling about this..

[rep_feminazi]

Wow. What a night. Lets see, I lied to my parents to go to Haasfest. To make a long story short. Pot + Alcohol + A lot of people + Loud = us getting busted. My first clue not to go should have been, a. the fact that I had a nervous stomach all day and puked before I went there. AMong the other things like, B. nick being furious with me over it (with good reason), c. lying to my parents, the rumors of the fights and how many people were to be attending. So at like 7 Stewie came to pick me up. All was going well, we sat there for like ten minutes and watched Bill do his hair. lol. People started to arrive, Cheri and I ran out for some Fruit Punch.. blah, blah, blah. I continously called my mom to cover my ass. This turned out to be pointless but whatever. People start to come, including people that I believe many of the regulars didn't even know, there were actually some people even in my grade it was weird. It got loud. It got loud fast. It got out of hand. I felt horrible for Bill. Here's this guy who's opening his heart, Not to mention his wallet to all of these people and what happens in the end? he gets screwed! BTW... I was the youngest person there as usual. Except it made me feel uncomfortable at two times, 1. when I saw some people who had graduated last year, and 2. when the cops made a big hoot and holler over it. Whatever. Oh yeah, and there was this douche bag guy who tried to puch me out of the bathroom, then take my drink and I was like, step Back MOTHERFUCKER! I remember bugging Kyle and Mike for awhile about cigarettes, then I finished my Smirnoffs and went to the Kitchen to get another drink of .. something. Which was pathetic. Because I found myself simply drinking to drink. However, I went to the Kitchen and got a Beer, and put it down so I could go see what was going on, because I saw Bryan and Melissa in coats. SOmething was wrong. Stewie had said the cops were coming. I should have gotten out. The cops came and sat all of us down. Instant Panic. The first time they asked if anyone was under 18 noone anwsered. Then all of those without Id had to line up and give Date fo Birth, name, address and some other information. Then we were motioned into the kitchen area. Where we just waited. They spoke to us, I cried. I think everyone was a bit panicy. Then they asked for all those under 18 to come and state their age. The thought just made me want to cringe, but I did it. As well as the other eight or so. Apparently, pot was a problem too. but all of those Fuckers got out. It makes me happy that none of us had to deal with that, or those charges. But still. I'm sorry to Bill for all that happened and the problems he'll soon be facing. No one ever wanted that to happen to you. SO anyway, I call around, the cops are fags and wont let me leave with my 23 yr old cousin because I'm still a minor. Faggots. Whatever, so they send the cops to my dad's, because after calling him several times, he didn't wake up. So he gets up, and the cops are there and are telling him he has to come get me, he does and the Delran Cops all have giant sticks up their asses because they're such dicks. My dad goes to tak me home and my mother isn't home yet. Of course. My she drives by us. SHIT! Meanwhile, my dad's whore-slut-fucker-girlfriend calls my 80 yr. old grandparents to try and find my Mom. What the fuck. So My dad takes me to Jess' (where I supposedly was,). And all sorts of Drama goes down. My mom comes to pick me up. and Now I'm just fucked. It's no one's fault. I'm younger and I shouldn't have been there. Especially when It started to get crazy. I came home and fought with my mom a lot, because she had already been to the police station. GAY. Then I woke up this morning and had like 6 phone calls about it. It wasn't all that big of a deal. I'm sorry to Bill, for us causing him all of this trouble. It's funny to say, but It was just drinking, and it's not like 85% of the people in Delran don't all DRINK! Whatever. Oh I forgot about the fights, the Adam and Johnny V thing and other shit. It got broken up but yeah. Anyway. I hope everyone gets out of whatever trouble they may be in. It's funny because some people drink all the time and Never get caught, and then It just takes one party to go bad and then POOF! So anyway the end result is me being in perhaps HUGGE trouble and having to quit The musical and Mock trial... but I think I might be able to get by it. We'll see how the next few days go...

Oh and by the way, Mike Fisher thank you for being one of the biggest Douche Bags I've ever met in my entire life to Jess on the telephone.

Have a Dick Clark's Rockin'EVe, ... Oh wait or Not...

To Hell with you and all your friends it's on.,
Joelle Broderick