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Friday, December 02, 2005

Awwwwwww, Geez!

OK, so I just remembered something that happened last wk. I don't remember which day it was, but it wasn't Monday! Ger, Dunc & I were in the hall, an' Ger was all, "Hey! We're all going 4 pizza and a movie 2nite. Wanna come?" An' I sed, "No thanks." Just after that, Shannon sidled up 2 me (I wish she wdn't sidle!) an' asked me, "How...come U...don't want 2...go with...them, April?" I sed, "I don't wanna go NEwhere an' I don't wanna B w/NE1. U know the feeling." She's all, Nope. Then the thot bubble sproingz ovr her head w/ "'Cause...nobody ever asks me!" OK, 1st of all, Shannon, stop sidling up 2 me & eavesdropping & making yr lil comments on what U heard. That's not cube! 2nd, what? M I a terrible person cuz I get asked 2 stuff but don't alwayz wanna go? Is it like my duty 2 go ea time cuz there are peeps in this world who don't get asked 2 stuff? An' Y did I have motion linez behind my stoopid hairdo when Shan was thinkin' that stuff? An' what's w/all those shadowy peeps @ R school? Gah!

Becky's still working on finding Howard's true luv, 2 break the doggie spell w/a kiss. So far, no go. No1 @ school or Gordo's restaurant is the tru luv. & not my dad (ew!) who apparently gets drunk in Anthony's office every nite & forces him 2 listen 2 bizness "ad-vice". 4 the 1st time, I actually feel sum sympathy 4 Anthony. Plus I feel terrible 4 Gordo 2, I can't believe Dad tried 2 operate that snowplow when he was plastered! Another window smashed. Is Dad gonna fix it w/his st00pid toolz? :(

Eva, I'm so sorry I upset U yesterday. U know what? I think I remembered wrong, an' we did meet 1st on the bus. Then, in whichever class it was (prolly French), we teamed up cuz I knew U were cube fr. having chatted on the bus. BTW, that stuff abt U lkin' all lost an' me thinkin' I knew U wdn't say no 2 teaming up? My mom, totally trying 2 add dram 2 my letter. I wish she wdn't do that, cuz then lk what happs. Also hoping we'll B friends? Mom! I totally think of U as a friend already. The dumbarse monthly letterz alwayz cause trub, w/out fail. Pls 4give!

Paul, I can't believe that Jesse readin' the blog stuff 2 his aunt! What a lil busybody! @ least it soundz like U an' Liz had a fun dinner w/yr rellies!

Apes

27 Comments:

  • At 10:50 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Thanks Apes, I believe that 2. Ur mum is always doing & saying things that make u look bad, I thought this was another 1 of those times. U're way cuber than ur mum makes u out 2 B.

    Sorry I reacted so badly.

    C u in French?

     
  • At 12:20 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    i m soooo glad u've 4given me, eva. yeh, my mom is a total freek!

    apes

     
  • At 1:04 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, wut iz goin’ on w/shannon lake? she luks like she dropped w8 since last week & she haz her skirt hiked up 2 show off her legz, like rebeccah likes 2 do. she came up 2 me & sed, “r…u…goin’…w/…ger…ald…&…dun…can…2…pizza…&…a…movie…2nite? i sed, “y wud i go w/geranium & mcdunce 2 pizza & a movie. 4 that mattah, y wud geranium & mcdunce b goin’ 2 thoze thingz by themselves? they both have gf.” shannon sed, “nobody…evah…asks…me…2…pizza…&…a…movie.” then she got rilly close 2 me & looked @me like i wuz suppozed 2 do sumthing. i sed, “i gotta go 2 class.” then she started followin’ me & i sed, “i’m not gonna ask u 2 pizza & a movie. i gotta a gf.” she sed, “i…gotta…bf…justin…iz…gonna…whip…ur…” i didn’t hear the end of it, cuz i wuz n class.

     
  • At 1:10 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    i dunno abt shannon 2day, but ger an' dunc rn't going 2 the moviez 2day. dunc is still away in to w/his fam. all this weird shannon stuff happened last wk. i haven't even seen shannon yet 2day. oh, w8, here she comes down the hall. ok, i c what u mean abt the skirt. well, i'm gonna go hide b4 she seez me--uh-oh, 2 l8!

    apes

     
  • At 1:18 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April,

    Boozhoo (Hello). Vivian Crane at the nurses’ station has said I can return to work. She said, “If you are well enough to hike, then you are well enough to work.” I do not know how long the Mtigwaki (The Land of Trees) people will continue their hiking jokes. My family will drive me back to Otter County. I told your sister I will write to her the things I do not want Jesse Mukwa or anyone else to see on paper and not on computer from now on.

    Gi'-ga-wa-ba-min' na-gutch! (See you later!)
    Constable Paul Wright

     
  • At 1:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, how often do gerund & mcdunce go 2 pizza & the moviez by themselves? soundz a little suspicious 2 me.

     
  • At 1:51 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    i dunno, but i think they had sum other peeps w/them when they went last wk.

    apes

     
  • At 1:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I assumed Shannon hiked up her skirt because that's how April's been wearing hers since I showed her how to roll it without getting the spare tire. Unfortunately, no one told Shannon there's a weight and height limit on skirt rolling -- and you should really have the legs to pull it off. Shannon's is really short today, especially in the back. Someone should, maybe, tell her that when you wear your skirt that short you shouldn't bend over to pick up your books, you should squat. I didn't realize character underwear came in that size.

    Alex
    PS: Milton IceHawks are playing at home tonight Jeremy, are you going with me???

     
  • At 1:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    ... cartoon underwear ...

    I'm so disturbed by the image burned into my mind that wasn't very clear.

    Alex

     
  • At 2:07 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    alexandra, of course i will go w/u 2 milton. i got my jersey reddy & i have been practicing eatin' food while sittin' on my handz.

     
  • At 2:14 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    omg, alex, what cartoon character--w8! don't tell me!

    i'd tell her abt the w8/height thing, but she's been sooooo touchy!

    apes

     
  • At 2:30 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April,
    It was more like a "scene" verses just one cartoon character.

    I was going to tell Shannon about the squatting but she saw me just standing there rubbing my eyes and she got really close and asked if I was going to invite her to pizza and a movie. I said, "I have a hockey game tonight," and she said, "Milton...IceHawks? I'll...be...at...your...house...around...five. I...don't want...to...miss...practice."

    Uh oh.

    Alex

     
  • At 2:36 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    so ger, u're, like, saying i'm unsuitable the way i am. nice.

    apes

    p.s. stop using becky's account!

    p.p.s. yikes, alex!

     
  • At 2:45 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    alexandra, omg, shannon. i'm thinkin' mebbe my mom drivez us 2 milton frum my house. wud ur 'rents go 4 that?

     
  • At 2:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, u were complainin’ u don't get ne time w/geranium. ‘course then u wen he offers, u turn him down & he goes on pizza & movie dates w/otha peeps. & this is wut happens 2 him. he wunts 2b a cool jock. gerbil may play sportz, but he will nevah b cool. ‘sidez will ur mom evn let u go out w/a cool jock? u know how she feelz 'bout team sports. i remembah u tol’ me her new pet phrase iz “the hormones r flowing, the curfews r growing.”

    wen we went 2 the hockey game, geriatric wuz lukin’ ovah @the jock gf section n the front row, like he wunted 2b there w/the cool kidz. since i luk like a 40-year-old man now, i don’t think i cud sit there, but u & alexandra r both pretty, so mebbe u cud get me n, wen we go next week. i wudn’t take ne makeup advice frum gerund tho & u don’t needta give shannon lake ne more ncouragement by b-ing a special ed volunteer. she trailz ‘round aftah u az it iz. i dunno wut the milton game iz gonna b like w/shannon there. i hope alexandra thinks of a way outa it.

     
  • At 3:20 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    u know, u have a pt, jeremy. i was in a foul mood when i turned ger down 4 the pizza an' moviez. i really don't know y i was so crabby that day! i'm tryna, like, get ovr myself, if that makes ne sense. & thanx 4 the suggestion abt u, alex an' me sittin' in the jock-gf area. if u guyz sat w/me, i'd b in2 it. cuz, like, i don't know ne of those other jock gf's & they make me kinda nervous.

    i also think u r rite abt the special-ed volunteerz thing. i personally think sum1 can b "special needs" & still b cube. but shannon hasn't been acting cube l8ly, so i dunno what.

    ger, we have our d8 @ luigi's 2nite. how 'bout we talk stuff out ovr dinner?

    apes

     
  • At 4:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Dearest April,

    I am not saying you are unsuitable as you are. I am saying that every person can improve themselves. And I am saying it would be much appreciated by me if you would make the improvements I have requested.

    Frankly, my moody little marigold, I am worried about you. You seem to be floating along through high school, sad and directionless. Becky, Duncan, and I have extracurricular activities to keep us busy. We are happy with our lives. You do not seem happy lately, my grumpy little goldenrod. You have no activities. You seem to resent it that other people have fun lives. You turn down social events to sulk and sidle with Shannon Lake.

    Duncan, Becky, and I have considered staging an intervention for you. I thought maybe I could motivate you to better yourself if I made it sound like a favor to me. (Which it would be.) But also, doing those things (covering the black zits, going to sporting events with people, and ditching Shannon Lake) would help you more than it would me.

    Think about it, my pensive little pachysandra.

    Devotedly yours, Gerald

    P.S.--I sometimes forget to log Becky out when I borrow her phone to post. She doesn't seem to mind anymore. She has stopped punching me in the arm when I do it. Why do you care?

     
  • At 4:25 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    ok, let's set the record str8 abt 1 thing, k? i do not sulk an' sidle w/shannon. she sidles up 2 me when i m minding my own biz.

    that sed, u r rite, i have been having a bit of a ruff time. i m trying 2 get out of my funk, but it makes me feel worse if u make it sound like i m a social liability. remember how u felt when u thot i saw u as a freak? and u thot i didn't luv u nemore? mayB that's how i felt when i red yr last post, eh?

    i don't care abt yr 4getting 2 log out becky. i was p.o.'d & just found sumthin' 2 pick on.

    apes

     
  • At 4:33 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I love you, April. You are my own personal Euterpe. But I think you would be happier if you ditched Shannon Lake. Why can't you just say something mean to her? The rest of us have. C'mon, it's easy.

    I don't think you're a freak, but with black zits and a retard attached to your hip, other people do. And yes, that makes you a social liability to me. Fortunately, with my current jock status as a social asset, I can cancel out enough of your uncoolness to keep us at an average social level, but I can't do that forever. Some day, your uncoolness will drag us down into the land of the special needs kids and the freaks and the weirdos.

    I am telling you now because tough love is the truest love of all. I know that because my dad has a brochure on it in his office, right between the "Turn your frown upside down!" and the "Living with Social Anxiety Disorder" pamphlets.

    Sincerely yours, Gerald

     
  • At 4:50 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    believe it or not, i actually did say sumthin' mean 2 shannon 2day, not that i'm proud of it. u know my earlier post where i was trying 2 hide b4 she saw me, but it was 2 l8? well, she got in my face & asked me abt a convo she eavesdropped on this morning, an' i lost it. i was all, "stop stickin' yr nose in my bizness, sidle mcstalker!" she looked shocked 4, like, 1 sec, but then was like, "ha...ha...ha...gd 1! i'm...so glad u...r...such a...gd friend...u can...joke w/me...like that!" & she ran off laffin' while i yelled, "it's no joke!"

    that doesn't make it ok 2 use mean words like "retard", tho.

    btw, remember when u kept b-in' caut wankin' in the boyz room? an' u kept havin' sex dreamz in french class? don't u think u were a social liability then? i'm just sayin'.

    well, c u soon 4 our dinner, my studly jock boy!

    apes

     
  • At 4:52 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Okay, so becks just dropped off Howie-dog. I'll post again soon!

    Marjee

     
  • At 6:17 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Well, I think that went well! Normally, I wouldn't style a dog, but this is Howard we're talking about, and I'd do just about anything for Becky! Fortunately, my boss, Sugar, was away for a hairdresser's expo.

    Becky knows I like to have a picture to work from, so she helped Howard find one on the net. Even tho he's not a lion, Howard had his heart set on this. So, I got my curlers and red bow and got to work.

    Well, wouldn't you know it, Mrs. Patterson flew in here while Howard's fur was setting in the curlers. She had crumbs all down her chin again. She was about to ask me a question, but then she saw Howie and stopped short.

    "Nicenativegirl, why are you grooming that dog? Are you a dog groomer's now?"

    In a whisper, I said, "Mrs. Patterson, that's not a dog. That's Mrs. Natasya Filopovna. She's very sensitive about her canine appearance, so please. . . ." And I put my finger to my lips. Mrs. P nodded very big and whispered, "Oh, of course. I understand, Nicenativegirl." So I asked what I could do for her, and she asked if there's a shampoo to help combat teen angst. I hope you don't mind, April, but I sold her our top-of-the-line, extra-shine, extra body shampoo.

    So, after Mrs. P left, I put up the "closed" sign and locked so we wouldn't be interrupted again. I had a copy of GQ propped open so Howard could check out the cute male models, and he whimpered a bit whenever he wanted a page turned.

    Becky returned just as I was finishing up. When I showed Howard the results in the mirror, Howard let out a big howl, and Becky said he was very happy with his appearance.

    BTW, Gerald, April's pimples are unusually resistant to makeup. She came by here yesterday to see if I could cover up with heavy theatrical makeup that I have, but the pimples just kept popping through. I suspect those evil forces you kids keep writing about on the blog.

    Marjee

     
  • At 8:13 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    ger & i r still @ luigi's. i m wearing a dress that lks kinda like this.

    more l8r. . . .

    apes

     
  • At 9:30 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    omg, becks, when i got home? mom was wearing a t-shirt that sed "12-steps manager" & she was yellin' @ dad, like, "i decide when u've successfully completed a step! me! now get busy w/those amends!" & dad was just standing there sniffling. i scooted up 2 my room fast!

    hope the brenda starr visit goez well. i'm sure howard lks v. cute & has nice fresh breath!

    marjee, no prob abt the shampoo! i like shine an' body!

    so ger & i had a nice dinner. he'd asked me 2 dress like a girly-girl, so that was y i wore the dress. i also did my hair down & flowy. he sed he was v. v. happy w/the results. he was like, "this is the april i know u can b!"

    i asked him if he wanted 2 talk more abt his objections 2 me, an' he was, like, "my mind has gone blank. let's share sum spaghetti!" so we did. he picked up a long spag., got me to put one end in my mouth, & he put the other end in his mouth so we'd meet & kiss like lady & the tramp. i'm pretty sure our waiter rolled his eyez @ us, but it was sweet.

    we had tiramisu 4 dessert, cuz i never did get 2 have ne when my mom supposedly got so much 2 bring home, lol.

    we had a cold but romantic stroll after dinner. ger walked me 2 my door & while we were kissing, i heard yelling fr inside. so embarrassing. so we sed goodnite, i went inside, & there was my mom w/the 12-step t-shirt.

    apes

     
  • At 10:20 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Dearest April,

    You seemed a lot happier tonight at dinner. And in that dress, you looked just like you belonged in the girlfriend cheering section at hockey. Keep up the good work!

    Your beloved (I hope) Gerald.

    P.S.--I think the pernicious black acne may be clearing up!

     
  • At 1:30 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Jeremy asked me to post first. He's so upset by what happened tonight he's not ready to talk about it. I had no clue things went this badly, you know, I was watching the game.

    I guess I'll start from the beginning.

    Remember Jeremy asked me if I wanted his mom to drive us to Milton from his house? Well I was running towards Jeremy at school to tell him that sounded like a good idea. 'Cept when I found him, Shannon was already talking to him. She told him that I invited her and that she was so excited about going and there was nothing he could do about it and she was looking forward to showing him the woman she could be. I suggested we leave my house early, before Shannon got there at five.

    So that's what I told my parents when I got home, that we had to leave early. We were all ready, it was quarter to five and we were loading the car and all ready to go. Then a stranger's car pulls up behind our car, blocking us in. Shannon pops out of the back and she has a Leafs jersey on 'cept it's, like, three size too big and she doesn't have a shirt on underneath so, like, it's longer than she is tall and it's practically falling off. She has a Senators pendant to wave in the stands -- I'm expecting bloodshed because Toronto and Ottawa are huge rivals(!) and because this isn't a NHL game we're going to!!!

    Shannon runs up to me and says, "I'm...ready! I'm...so...excited. I've...never...been...to...a...game...before. No...one...invites...me...anywhere. I'm...wearing...my...brother's...jersey. Is...not...too...big...is...it? I'm...so...excited...I...m...so...excited."

    My sister was standing next to me, staring at Shannon in disbelief. She said, "Yeah, it is. By about three sizes."

    Shannon said, "What...s....your...prob...lem? I...lll...get...back...to...you...when...I...think...up...a...wit...ty... sarcastic...reply!"

    My sister said, "You do that. I'll be in the car. We're taking dad's SUV with third row seating for Shannon's jersey."

    My sister can be so mean some times -- but the jersey was really too big!

    My mom went over to talk to Shannon's mom. I saw Shannon's mom give my mom some money and she was looking at Shannon while doing this. I don't know what that was about. Jeremy was with my dad when my mom walked up to him and explained. She yelled out really excited, "Everyone in the SUV! We're going!" and Shannon's mom was pulling out of the driveway. Shannon's mom looked really relieved when she was leaving, like she was finally getting rid of some extra baggage or something. I don't know, she didn't sound happy when I called her later to say we were home and she could come pick up Shannon.

    So seating arrangements ... I honestly expected Shannon and her jersey to sit in the third row like my sister said but my dad said, "Let Shannon sit by an exit door. I don't want to take the chance of losing her." (Technically, if you didn't want to lose her stuffing her in the back where luggage would go would be my first choice but ... Whatever.) Then my dad adds, "Jeremiah, you sit next to her!" I totally didn't think that was fair! So my sister and I got stuck in the third row seating, which is like getting stuffed in the trunk!!!

    All I heard from Shannon was, "Oops...my...shirt...keeps...falling...off...my...shoulder. Can...you...see...my...bra...strap?" And then she turned on the overhead lights!!!! And her bra is one of those 18 hour deals with the really thick straps that have gel in them!!! Once she put her window down all the way and then said, to Jeremy, "My...hands...are...cold. Can...I...put...them...between...your....legs?" WHAT A SLUT!

    For some reason my parents decided to stop at an exit along the highway to "empty our bladders and the car load"(????!!!!) My mom told my sister and I to pee quickly. Then she went running out of the bathroom with the car's ignition key in the ready. My sister and I have seen this before -- think Bunky Brewster -- so we hightailed it behind my mom. My dad and Jeremy come running out of the men's room and my dad looks behind him and yells, "She's not here! Get in the truck! Get in!" Then he tells my mom to drive off! Shannon's not with us. We're hightailin' it out of there, you know as fast as you can in a parking lot with a red-light at the exit. It was right around then I realize what the money was for ... So my parents are panic stricken because the light at the exit is red and the road is really busy. My dad's yellin', "Run it! Run it!" and then I hear a tapping on my window. It's Shannon and she's all smiles, the freak. My dad goes, "DAMN!" Shannon gets in and goes, "Oh...you...people. You...really...like me. My...mom...plays...this...game. I'm...getting...good...at...it. She...normally...goes...two, three, four...city...blocks...before...I...catch...up."

    I didn't hear or see anything from Shannon for the rest of the car ride but that doesn't mean nothing happened. I don't trust her!

    When we got there, you might not want to read this if you've eaten at all today, Shannon had to tie her shoe so she bent over to do it ... And, honestly, I'm thankful that she wore pants under her jersey but why they had to be skin tight knits, I really don't know. Who dresses this girl in the morning? Does she not own a mirror? I'm glad her jersey was so big (read "long") after she bent over to tie her shoe ... You haven't seen panty lines until you've seen Shannon's and trust me when I tell you they were there.

    Is it wrong of me to say, "Unfortunately, there weren't a lot of people there to see the Streetsville game so there was a sit available right next to Jeremy," because, unfortunately, there weren't a lot of people to see the Streetsville game and there was a sit available next to Jeremy and that's where Shannon sat. Yeah, my parents had to buy Shannon a ticket, we didn't have one for her. The game was a blowout, 11 to 3, IceHawks win!!

    I'm going to let Jeremy tell you about Shannon's ... Strange behavior ... At the game.

    Alex
    PS: At one point towards the end of the game, Jeremy stood up and yelled at the refs, "THAT WAS A CLEAN HIT! Why are you calling that!?" My dad patted him on the back all supportive like. I just wanted to jump Jeremy after that ... Whew! The best part of the night for me was when we dropped Jeremy off.

     
  • At 2:59 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, do not evah, evah do sumthin’ w/shannon lake. if u do, u will regret it. aftah shannon wuz talkin’ 2u ‘bout whatevah it wuz u were talkin’ ‘bout, she followed me home. she sed, “is…ur…mom…home?” i sed she wuz still @work. shannon sed, “i…learned…a…few…thingz…frum…justin…that…i…can…show…u.” & she whispered 2 me wut they were. i sed, “there r not many thingz i will not do w/a girl, but u just sed all of them.” shannon sed, “u…know…u…want…me. let’s…go…n2…ur…house…b4…ur…mom…gets…home.” fortunately, alexandra got there just n the nick o’ tyme 2 save me.

    ‘course it didn’t matter, cuz wen we were drivin’ 2 the game, i hadda sit by shannon. i sed to alexandra’s dad, “do u want me 2 sit on my hands?” he sed, “good idea. u can practice 4 later.” so i’m sittin’ on my handz & shannon started rubbin’ up against me. @1 point she triez 2 put her handz between my legz & had 2 cross my legz 2 stop her. she sed, “i…like…it…wen…u…play…hard…2…get.” alexandra’z mom saw wut wuz goin’ on & whispered 2 alexandra’z dad & then we did our bathroom stop / escape. it didn’t work. shannon caught up & wuz back by me again. she sed, “i…am…so…hott…from…running. i…think…i…needta…take…off…sumthin. wut…do…u…suggest…jeremy?” i sed, “ur barrette?” she sed, “i…will…whis…per…wut…i…am…rem…ov…ing.” then she stuck her tongue n my ear. that’s where it stayed ‘till we got 2 milton.

    wen we saw the game, u mighta guessed that shannon wuz rite next 2 me again & u wud b rite. i sed 2 shannon, “alexandra iz rite next 2 me on the otha side. u don’t wanna do nething w/her rite there.” shannon sed, “i’m…special…needz. my…needz…r…special. ur…so…much…oldah…than…u…were…last…year. i…think…u…can…meet…my…needz.” i sed, “i dunno if peeps say ur crayzee or not, but ur. i’m watchin’ the game.” so i tried watchin’ the game, but everytyme i got up 2 cheer or when the icehawks scored a goal, which wuz a lot n this game, shannon pinched my bottom. alexandra wuz totally n2 the game & didn’t notice. i sed 2 shannon, “stop pinching me.” i musta sed it 2 loud, cuz this guy sitting nexta alexandra sed, “hey. don’t yell @the kid, u 40-year-old bully.” i sed, “i’m not 40 yearz old. i’m 14.” the guy sed, “sure rite. leave the little girl alone.” shannon sed, “i’m…16…&…i…am…special…needz. mebbe…u…can…help…me. my…dad…wunts…2…do…it…w/…me, but…i…told…him…no.” i sed, “i am not her dad. i am younger than she iz.” the guy sed, “sure rite, u pervert.” alexandra’z dad sed, “sit down u2. ur blockin’ my view.” the guy sed, “this pervert’z gonna learn we don’t do our daughterz.” alexandra’z dad sed 2 me, “ur doin’ my daughter? ur goin’ down.” the guy sed, “no. he’z doing his own daughter.” alexandra’z dad sed 2 the guy, “wut? u have a daughter & ur doing her? duz my daughter, uh, whatsername, oh anonymous know that?” i sed, “i don’t have a daughter. i’m only 14.” the guy sed, “ur denying ur daughter rite n front of her. ur goin’ down.” alexandra’z dad sed, “w8 a minute. this isn’t his daughter, these r my daughterz.” the guy sed, “u adopted hiz daughterz & ur lettin’ him do her! ur a pervert 2.” rite then, the icehawks scored a goal. alexandra’z dad sed 2 me, “u made me miss a goal. ur goin’ down.” the guy sed the same thing & they both pushed me back down n my seat. i sed 2 alexandra, “can i switch places w/u?” she did, but shannon made eyez @me the whole game. on the way back frum the game, i got 2 sit by alexandra’z sister. alexandra & shannon were n the 3rd row mainly just glarin’ @each othah. we dropped shannon off & her mom tried 2 offer alexandra’z dad sum more money 4 sumthin”, but her dad turned her down. aftah all that, alexandra told me good nite n a rilly nice way.

     

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