2000-10-26
19:34:58

I was at a courthouse today to support a friend who had quite a few traffic violations, and was up for possibly loosing his license. It was a stupid mistake he made where he was racing some fellow teenagers. So, anyway, my mother and I walk into the courthouse and ask the "friendly" receptionist where we should go. This lady gives me a look of contempt. You and the -juvinile- should go blah blah blah and a balif will come and escort you and the -juvinile- to the room. My mom is trying to hide her smile from this lady and tells her that we are just meeting a friend. As we're walking away, my mom says sofly 'yeah, me and my -juvinile- are just meeting a friend.' We were both laughing.

After the trial thing (my friend got to keep lisence YAY!!) as we were leaving this cop comes up to me "Juvinile traffic violations..tsk tsk tsk." By now I want a mirror. I mean, do I just look guilty or something? I'm like "but but but I did -do- anything." After being in that courthouse I left feeling like a criminal...like a -juvinile- delinquit! It was funny though. Then, there was this guy who stood up with his son, and my friend and I were teasing about him, calling him Selvester Stalone. He got up there with his son all macho like "Yes, I am a fomer member of law inforcement (what the heck does this have to do with your son getting in a reck) and I have spent time teaching him how to drive. (yeah, and what parent hasn't?)

Yeah, well that was my day. I'll probably write more tonight. Now I have to go to blockbutsters with my mom. What fun.

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