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Saturday, November 25, 2006

Personal Power?

While Anthony was inside the courtroom testifying, Mom and Liz were sitting outside. Liz was, like, "I wonder Y it's taking them so long 2 question Anthony. Howard attacked me, there's a witness--he's guilty! It shd all B so simple!.... I don't even know Y it happened it the 1st place! Y wd a guy risk everything--his family, his freedom--4 a few seconds of personal..." And Mom interrupted, all "Power? Ppl have been asking that question since the dawn of man, Elizabeth. ...And we're still in the dark!"

Yeah, whatevs. Howard has a report abt what was going on inside the courtrm around the same time:
April,

Maybe you’re wondering, like your sister, why it took so long to question Anthony Caine. Well, I can tell you in 3 words: Rex Kwan Do. When Anthony entered the courtroom and your mom went out to be with your sister, Anthony yelled out, “Good going, Mrs. P. Keep Elizabeth company. At Rex Kwan Do, we use the buddy system. No more flying solo. You need somebody watching your back at all times. Mr. P will be here with me. You go and watch Elizabeth’s back.”

Then Judge Patterlover said, “The accused attacked Elizabeth. Anthony Caine is the witness. I think I will just declare him guilty and make it simple.”

My lawyer, Mr. Benis said, “Your honour. I believe we need to hear the witness’ testimony first.”

Then Judge Patterlover said, “Oh all right. I’ll give the defence counsel a few more seconds of personal…power.”

Then Anthony said, “Take a look at what I'm wearing, people. A mismatched coat and pants and tie tied too short. You think anybody wants a roundhouse kick to the face while I'm wearing these bad boys? Forget about it. “

Judge Patterlover said, “Mr. Caine. I was speaking to the defence counsel. You are not the defence counsel. Will the clerk please swear in Mr. Caine?”

The court clerk said, “Will you please state your name for the court? Please spell your first and last name.” Anthony said, “Anthony Caine, Rex Hai Keeba elite warrior training for Rex Kwan Do. That’s A-N-T-, um, let me see. Do I use the English “H” or do I give the spelling of my name in the more romantic Spanish?” The clerk said, “English.” Anthony said, “A-N-T-H-O-. um. Wait. Should I use my given name, or my Rex Hai Keeba elite training warrior name?” The clerk said, “Given name.” Anthony said, “A-N-T-O-.” The clerk interrupted and said, “We wanted the English name, not the Spanish name.” Anthony said, “I thought so. You’re a spy, trying to learn the secrets of the Octagon from the spelling of my first name.” The clerk said, “I’ll just enter that you spelled your name correctly. Do you wish to affirm or take an oath on the Bible?” Anthony said, “I am not afraid of you, spy. This is my oath: ‘From this day on I shall respect Rex. I shall never misuse Rex Kwon Do. I shall be a champion of Freedom and Justice.’ How do you like that oath, little miss Spy?” The clerk said, “No. The oath you would take is, ‘Do you solemnly affirm to tell the truth as you know it concerning this matter?’” Anthony said, “I didn’t have a lot of courage when I came in here, all I had was the truth.” The clerk said, “I’ll take that as a ‘Yes’.”

This is how his testimony started. It was very difficult with Anthony and his idiosyncrasies, to say the least. I’ll tell you more about that, if Anthony himself doesn’t pop in and give you the details.

The other odd thing that happened is this Asian / Latina (?) woman, walked in the courtroom and walked up to where we were sitting and said, “Are you alright, Howard?” I said, “Isn’t that all right?” Sylvia said, “Is what alright?” I said, “Isn’t it supposed to be all right and not alright.” Sylvia said, “I suppose it could be, but most times it is alright.” I said, “That’s good.” Sylvia said, “Are you going to answer my question?” I said, “What question was that?” Sylvia said, “Are you alright?” I said, “Since I am a person who is very likely to be put in prison, that‘s an odd question to ask me. Who are you?” Sylvia said, “I am Sylvia, victim support counsellor for Elizabeth Patterson. One of my jobs is to keep Elizabeth aware of the status of the case, so I thought I would come in and ask you.” I said to her Anthony is going to start his cross-examination someday soon. She said, “Thanks” and left. She was weird.

That’s about all I have to tell you right now. I may have more to tell you later.

Howard Bunt
Liz, I kinda think the prosecutor wants 2 know Y Anthony let Howard go if he's supposta B so dangerous. "Apologize" usually isn't enuf when sum1 is v. dangerous. And mayB they wanna know Y he didn't take U 2 hospital or 2 the police instead sitting U under a tree and asking U 2 w8 4 him while he got himself outta his marriage.

Dunc, karaoke was pretty fun, in spite of that "Afternoon Delite" duet Zed got U an' me 2 do. Oh, and I'm pretty sure that when I was singing "Stupid Girl" by Garbage, sum1 in the audience sed, "She must B singing about Elizabeth Patterson. That is 1 stoooooopid girl!" I hope Zed didn't torch the place, eh?

Apes

17 Comments:

  • At 10:09 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April,

    Boozhoo (Hello).

    I am sorry I have not written about your writings this week, but I have been so sick I could barely move. On Monday, I felt ill, like I had been pinned to a desk by my arms. On Tuesday, I felt ill, like I had straddled by a giant push broom, which poked its handle into my ear. On Wednesday, I thought it was all over. I thought I understood it completely, but then I felt as though a sharp knife was cutting out my heart, and I didn’t understand it at all. On Thursday, I wondered what I had done to make me so sick. In my past, had I acted inappropriately and that had somehow caused this attack of sickness? I felt like I was a rat caught in a trap and I couldn’t free myself. On Friday, I couldn’t take it anymore and I went to a doctor for an examination. She was wonderful through the whole thing, but she couldn’t find a reason for my illness. She said I would need courage to see it through.

    Then today, I started to feel better. My friend Susan Dokis, whom I call Chipper, came to my apartment in Otter County, after she called me and I said I was so sick. She said she would come over as soon as school was done on Friday, to help me get better. When I she got in, I told her I was sick, and I didn’t know the reason. It didn’t take Chipper long to figure it out.

    She said, “Suds (her nickname for me), this is very simple. Where did you get these cookies?” I said they were ones your sister, Elizabeth had sent me. Chipper said, “And how often have you been eating these cookies?” I said I had been eating one a day. Elizabeth said that whenever I felt bad for not getting my transfer to be with her, I should eat a cookie to make me feel closer to her.

    Chipper said, “Suds. These cookies are very pretty on the outside, but on the inside they are not so good. They were made by someone who doesn’t want to wait for things to occur properly, someone who thinks making food should be simple, and probably doesn’t understand what she wanted to make in the first place. Why would your girlfriend risk everything---her cooking reputation, her family’s cooking reputation, her freedom to make things and you just eat them without asking---for a few seconds of cooking…power? I’m going to make you some healthy food. People have been getting sick on bad food since the dawn of man. You should relax in the dark and I’ll take proper care of you.”

    I have begun to feel better. I have this feeling that Sunday, I will feel as though nothing happened to make feel sick this week at all.

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

     
  • At 10:15 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April,

    Right after Mom said that thing about "in the dark," she leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Follow me, missy," and I said, "It's Lizzie, you're always getting that wrong these days," and then Mom grabbed my hand and dragged me outside by the new statue they just put up outside the courthouse of Mom, holding a box of books in one hand and a shovel in the other, which honors her volunteer work and also her building a landmark, too bad she posed for it on one of her ugliest days, but anyway, we stood by the statue and Mom kind of yelled at me, except in a whisper, it was weird, anyway, she said, "I don't even know what you were going to say back there! Thank God I interrupted you in time, before you said something about S-E-X in public! Not only would you sully the Patterson name, but if someone heard you, they might know you're a filthy scarlet woman! Then no Milborough boy would marry you! You're 25 years old, you little idiot! If you want a husband, you have to get with the program!", then she grabbed my face, you know, kind of down by my chin, and shook me around some while she said, "I swear to God, Elizabeth Idiot Patterson, I sometimes wonder if there's any Richards in you at all!", and then I started to cry because that is the most horrible thing any mother could say, well just then Sylvia came outside because she is always supposed to keep me within view and she came over and hugged me and said, "Don't worry, Elizabeth! Everything's going to be okay! I heard Judge Patterlover telling the Crown Attorney that after Howard Bunt is convicted, the Supreme Court of Canada is going to meet in an emergency session to immediately hear an appeal of his case. And the Milborough City Council has already reinstated the death penalty for crimes against Pattersons! So Howard is going to die in a short-drop hanging before next Friday--you can count on it! Don't cry! Really! Please! If someone saw my client crying, and realized you are a Patterson, I would probably get fired!", so I stopped crying and I said, "You know Sylvia, I used to think I didn't need any counseling, but you are really great, can I keep you after the trial, you're so supportive, I could really use that, also, I don't have any friends here in Milborough except Anthony," and Sylvia said, "Sorry, I'm a victim counselor," and then Mom hissed at me, "Will you ever learn, you moron? Pattersons do not get psychiatric help! If men think you're a mental defective, you'll never get a husband!", so I said, "Never mind, Sylvia," what would I do if Mom wasn't around to look after me all the time?

    Liz

     
  • At 10:42 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April,

    Little sis. I certainly hope you weren’t involved in that fire in Milborough. You might want to edit your Blog to make it appear as though you were less guilty. Just remember that as long as there is no witness, you’re not guilty. That’s always been the family’s legal philosophy. If there was a witness, then you are guilty and everything should be simple.

    For example, mom jumped all over Elizabeth for almost saying something about S-E-X in public during her trial. Mom knows that just because everyone knows that Elizabeth lived with her boyfriend in university, no one can say they did anything together, because no one witnessed it. But if the Lizardbreath says something about S-E-X in public, for everyone to hear, then there are witnesses and automatic guilt. It’s a good thing she was there to keep Liz from sullying the Patterson name. Having a witness is the key ingredient for clearly showing undeniable guilt.

    One of mom’s main reasons for not pressing charges against Kortney Krelbutz for stealing from her store, was there was no witness that saw her do it. Sure there were cheques that Kortney magically found that came from people Kortney knew and had access to their cheque books, who claimed never to have written them for store inventory that was missing, but as mom said, “Unless someone actually saw Kortney writing those cheques, I can’t be sure that she is guilty. So, I am not pressing charges.”

    This same philosophy is also a good reason to have more than one child. When you only have one child, if something gets broken or torn up around the house, you could think it was that child, since there aren’t any others in the house, but you don’t know for sure. But with 2 children, one of them usually witnesses the other doing the destructive deed, so it makes discipline a lot easier and quite simple, actually. One child destroys something, the other child witnesses it, mother administers punishment. I know that Deanna often remarks how often she ends up punishing both children, because each child witnesses the other child did the dastardly destruction. If only the court systems were that way, then the world would be a lot better. I am sure mom and the Lizardbreath would agree.

    Love,
    Michael Patterson

     
  • At 10:56 AM, Blogger duncan anderson said…

    Hey, Apes,

    Im still @ Arnes apt. I had 2 sleep on the floor cos Arne was on the couch & I wasnt sleeping in his nasty bed. The squat was cleaner than this place.

    Zed nevah came back. I just got a text msg fr her. She must of read yr blog. She said its Muskrat Suzie, not Muskrat Sally. She says I mixed up Muskrat Suzie w/ Mustang Sally cos I have animals like Bambi on the brain & I cld have the muskrat or the mustang or the doe but we r thru.

    L8r. I have 2 upd8 my MySpace profile, & then Arne said he wld take me 2 IKEA 4 brunch.

    MCDunC

     
  • At 11:09 AM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    I was a little nervous when I read that post from Liz saying that Sylvia the victim support counsellor had heard Judge Patterlover telling the Crown Attorney that after I am convicted, the Supreme Court of Canada is going to meet in an emergency session to immediately hear an appeal of my case, so I can die in a short-drop hanging before next Friday. I asked my lawyer, Mr. Benis about it. He said, “Unless you hear from someone who witnessed it directly, it doesn’t count as truth. Victim support counsellors are notoriously unreliable when it comes to Pattersons.” It still made me nervous.

    We have Saturday off from the trial, and after the tremendously long time it took Anthony Caine to testify. Technically he’s still not finished, but Judge Patterlover wanted to go home to watch the Leafs play the Capitols, so his testimony was adjourned until next week, when hopefully it will finish.

    Becky and I went to see the movie Déjà vu. Becky said, “I wish you could go back in time and then stop yourself from agreeing to attack Elizabeth Patterson so you could help her get back with Anthony Caine.” I said, “But like in the movie, every time you change something in the past it has unexpected consequences in the future. If I had stopped myself from attacking Elizabeth, then I would never have met you. I would still be working at Lakeshore Landscaping, singing with the Milborough Gay Lesbian Bisexual Transgender Light Opera society, and dating my boyfriend Ross.” Becky said, “Maybe you could go back in time and stop yourself from attacking Elizabeth Patterson and then tell yourself that you should spend some time with me.” I said, “What would you think if you saw some redheaded guy in a dress you never met before coming toward you, and saying, ‘Let’s spend some time together because myself from the future said I should’?” Becky said, “You’re right, Howie. I wouldn’t have let you near me.” I said, “Sorry, Becky. The idea that some guy can walk into a situation at just the right time, and get the girl and prevent a wrongdoing at the same time is not real life. That’s the type of thing that only happens in the movies, or in a melodrama, or in some badly written comic strip.” Becky agreed with me.

    Howard Bunt

     
  • At 11:56 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, rilly weird this week & i am not talkin’ ‘bout b-ing totally surprized u spent mosta the week talkin’ ‘bout ur mom & ur sis talkin’ in a hallway outside a courtroom. i got outa in-skool suspension frum wut happed during the gym jam & i wuz gettin’ adjusted 2 going back 2 regular skool, which iz a way of sayin’ i got rilly depressed by how much homework i had missed in the 2 ½ weeks i wuz in in-skool suspension. i wuz working all day & night 2 try 2 catch up & still go 2 skool. i wuz 2 bizzy 2 post 2 ur blog. sorry 'bout that. w/all this skool work, i must have looked like hell. thanx 4 not mentioning that on ur blog.

    zapata henderson stopped me in the hall & she sed, “good goth look zeremy. u look like ur actually dead & i don’t think that pasty look 2 ur skin comes frum makeup. i am rilly impressed how much of a z-boy look u have. i think ur ready 2b tested 2 b-come an official z-boy. i’ll send sum1 by ur house. b ready.” so i wuz kinda nervous ‘bout that. but then last nite, no1 showed up. i finished watching the leafs destroy the capitols 7 – 1 & i wuz working on homework, wen ‘bout 2 in the morning, sum1’s knockin’ on my door. i open it & it’s zandra larson, & she seemed a little madder than usual. i sed, “zandra. ru ok?” zandra sed, “can i come in?” i sed she cud & she sat down & didn’t say nething. then she started reading sumthing off her fone & sed, “it’s muskrat suzie, not muskrat sally.” i didn’t know wut that meant.

    then zandra sed 2 me, “zeremy. u’ve been abused by ur girlfriends. if ur uncle passed out & left u2 host karaoke, & ur bf deliberately put on ‘muskrat luv’ 4u when it was ur turn 2 sing, & then he wunts 2 sing a duet w/anothah girl he brings 2 karaoke, & u put on ‘afternoon delite’ as a duet 2 send him a message, & he duzn’t seem 2 get that message, wut wud u do?” i sed, “muskrat luv? & fronta peeps where there’s a witness? it shud all b so simple.” zandra sed, “yes. i don’t evn know y it happed in the 1st place. y wud a guy risk everything---his reputation, his gf, his freedom---for a few seconds of personal…” i interrupted, “captain & tennille?” zandra sed, “xxactly. he knows how i feel ‘bout it.” i sed, “’afternoon delight’ is a pretty clear message.” zandra sed, “i cud have taken ‘love will keep us 2gethah’, but not ‘muskrat luv’. that crosses a line.” i sed, “ur rite. do i pass my z-boy test?” zandra sed, “z-boy test? wut r talkin’ ‘bout?” i sed, “zapata henderson sed i hadda pass a z-boy test 2 b-come a z-boy.” zandra sed, “i dunno wut zapata wuz talkin’ ‘bout. there’s no test 2b a goth z-boy. u got pale & pasty down tho. i think my skin’s darker than urs.” then zandra sed, “can i uze ur cell? i wanna leave dunc a message & c if he notices it didn’t come frum my fone.” i sed ok & zandra wuz textin’ & wuz mumbling sumthin’ ‘bout animals like muskrat, mustang, bambi, and the doe. i dunno wut it wuz ‘bout.

     
  • At 2:03 PM, Blogger duncan anderson said…

    Hey, Apes,

    Zed showed up alone in her dads Saab while I was eating brunch w/ Arne. She passed her G2 test this am & she has her dads car all day. We r back 2gether. She says she has a special day planned 4 us. Im not asking any qs.

    L8r. Much much l8r.

    MCDunC the Studly

     
  • At 2:03 PM, Blogger duncan anderson said…

    4get the studly part I promised Zed no more animal references.

     
  • At 2:11 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    hey, dunc an' zed, gr8 news abt u2 gettin' back 2gether! hope u have a fun day!

    zeremy, wanna meet me @ ht's an' talk abt the stuff that's getting u depressed, or r u worried that u'd lose yr gothy depression and not qualify as a z-boy? if u wanna meet, i'm gonna b @ ht's in abt 15 mins. ger is off @ sum viking-boy event 2day.

    paul, i m sorry 2 hear u have been sick. glad u r starting 2 feel better, tho.

    omg, liz, that's awful how mom treated u. an' i agree, that statue of her is mad-ugly!

    howard, v. weird that sylvia questioned u like that. i know what u mean abt deja vu. that kinda stuff really messes w/yr head when u start 2 think abt it, eh?

    apes

     
  • At 3:47 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, just got ur message. mom sed i cud only check my messages aftah i finished a part of my homework. i sed 2 mom, "can i go to horny tim's, cuz i needa break frum all this homework?" mom sed, "ur grounded 4 a month cuz of wut u did @the gym jam remembah? unless it's a business gig. is it a business gig?" i told mom, "no, mom, it's not a business gig. april patterson sed we cud meet & talk abt the goth stuff thass getting me depressed." then my mom sed, "april patterson. y didn't u say so? go now. don't keep her w8ing." so i am headed ovah 2 ht's now. i hope ur still there.

     
  • At 4:56 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    zeremy an' i have been having a v. interesting discussion abt depression, gothery, and being a z-type.

    apes

     
  • At 6:15 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i hadda gr8 discussion w/u. since u sed u were innerested n learning more ‘bout goth, i checked & funhaus in TO is havin’ their PANIC retro party. if u wanna go, i can check & c if duncan & zandra r innerested 2. altho they may b 2 bizzy w/expressing their personal…power w/each othah after their fite last nite 2 go. mom sez i can go, if it’s w/u.

     
  • At 7:03 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    zeremy, it turnz out ger's viking thing is an overnite in ottawa. i txt-ed him 2 c if he'd mind if i go 2 funhaus w/u, and possibly also dunc and zandra, an' he sed it's fine. "i m a viking warrior! i m not worried!" so, yeah, i'm in. i checked w/mom and she was like, "april, do u still live here? u're not in university yet?" me: "i'm only in grade 10 mom, remember?" "oh, yes, i guess. go, sure, whatever." then she went looking 4 liz 2 check and make sure she's ok.

    apes

     
  • At 7:45 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, I called duncan & zandra & they r up 4 it. zandra can drive us & of course, I’ll get us in on accounta my connections. I know u don’t have ne control ovah this, but if u cud look u did @the gym jam, kinda oldah & not like u sumtymez do wen u look like ur 12 on sum dayz, that wud help. It starts @10, so we’ll leave ‘bout 9. cu l8er

     
  • At 7:53 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    zeremy, my hair seemz 2 b staying down 2nite an' i have makeup on. i'm dressed kinda like this.

    apes

     
  • At 12:49 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    April,

    Gosh it's a good thing I'm living at home, I can really help Mom out, and one thing I have noticed since she "retired" and is so busy running every charity and volunteer group in Milborough she doesn't have enough time to spend telling Dad how to do everyday things he's been doing a long time just a little bit better, like today for example, Dad took a book in the living room and kicked the dogs off the couch so he could stretch out and read and then he got up and left and of course the dogs jumped back on the couch and then Dad came back and had to throw them off again, and I thought it was weird because he didn't bring back any food or answer a phone call or anything, but I kind of forgot about it because Dad started reading again, but then after awhile he got up and left again, and the dogs got back on the couch, and he came back another time, and threw the dogs off the couch, and then I knew I couldn't just stand there staring at him anymore, I had to step in as only a Patterson/Richards woman can, I said, "Dad, there are more effective ways to keep the dogs off the couch!" and even though I really couldn't think of any,
    I knew Mom would want me to tell Dad he was doing it all wrong, anyway, Dad said, "I know," and I thought phew! because then he wouldn't ask me for any ideas and I was in the clear, and then Dad laid down again and he said, "But this way, they keep it warm for me."

    Then I asked him, "Why do you keep getting up and leaving the room, then coming back and not bringing anything?" and Dad said, "I am checking my bids on some model trains on eBay," and I said, "Oh, really, I didn't think you and Mom liked the Internet, I thought you thought it was scary," and Dad said, "That was before I noticed that even though the Internet is full of terrible information, it is also full of model train websites too," and I said, "That's interesting," and Dad said, "Hey, why are you standing around in here just staring at me for hours on end?" and I knew I couldn't tell the truth, which is spying on him for Mom, so I said, "Thinking hard about the trial," and that seemed to fool him.

    When Mom came home and I told her what I did, she got all these tears in her eyes and she said, "I'm so proud of you, Elizabeth!" and then she said, "You're going to make some man a wonderful nag someday!" and then she hugged me and I said, "Don't you mean 'wife'?" and Mom said, "Same thing," and I was so happy because Mom hardly ever gives compliments on stuff she considers "her jobs," but then Mom told me some things I should have done to do a better job next time, so then I knew she didn't get replaced by a robot or a space alien or something.

    Also you should know that Mom and I went and checked the computer and Dad's eBay screen name is perv4trainz and he has already bought at least $3000 worth of trains this month, I think he is out of control, I wanted to ask Sylvia for a 12 step program for trainaholics, but Mom says no, that Pattersons deal with problems through the strength of family, and I pointed out to her that we are all girls with poor upper arm strength and Mike has always been kind of soft and wimpy so we will never be strong enough to take Dad down and Mom patted my head and said, "I can see you still have much to learn, young Jedi," and then she giggled about how she knows all the hip young kid stuff everyone is into, Mom is so cool, we are really lucky.

    Liz

     
  • At 2:50 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    i gotta say the evening haz been v.v. inneresting. zandra larson, duncan anderson, april patterson & i went 2 funhaus in TO 4 their PANIC retro party. zandra just got her G2 licence. i thot we were gonna have a prob, cuz zandra sed, “in the 1st 6 months after receiving ur G2 license, ur allowed 2 carry only 1 passenger aged 19 & under. she sed those restrictions do not apply if ur accompanied by a fully licensed driver in the front seat. duncan sed, “no way we’re taking ur uncle arne.” but then zandra had an idea & she stopped by arne’s place & picked up wilco, the driving rabbit. april sed, “he’z fully licensed?” zandra sed he wuz & we were off. zandra & duncan in the front w/wilco & april & me in the back.
    wen got 2 funhaus, there wuz no prob gettin’ in. the mainroom had dj lazarus playin’ classic alternatives, new wave, brit pop, manchester, industrial, dance, original remixes, etc. in the backroom, datafreq wuz playin’ new wave, electro, & synthpop party. we got wilco sum carrot juice & he wuz hangin’ out. he is a v.v. cube bunny.

    zandra rilly wunted 2 go off w/duncan, but b4 she did she showed us some different types of goth. there was the vampygoth, who thinks he or she is a vampires, the crowgoth, who think they r brandon lee from the crow, fishygoth, who wear fishnet on any part of their body, ambigoth, who think that brian eno's discreet_music is 2 noisy & agitated & r usually a lover of 4ad/projekt bands, glittergoth, who put glitter everywhere, renfairgoths, who r determined 2 wear marginally historical clothes from the 16th-18th centuries, gypsygoth, who wear tons of dangly jewelry, often some of it crossing the cheek or forehead under a tassled wrapped scarf, grungigoth, who wear black plaid & try 2 look like kurt cobain, labelgoth, who wear only the newest in goth fashion from label such as begotten, lip service, cyxtees, eternal, fun house, & covergoth, who feel they cannot go out in public unless their face is completely covered in black and/or white grease paint. there were a lot more different types, but my brain started 2 glaze ovah. i think april wuz taking notes. i gotta say she looked rilly hott. if u didn’t look @that pic she had in her earlier post 2day, u shud.

    so we were dancin’ 2 the musick & april wud stop once in awhile, if she spotted sum kinda outfit she hadn’t seen b4. then she spotted jeremy duncan, whom i have met a couple of tymez b4. jeremy wuz there w/hiz friend pierce, who looked rilly goth. he sed, “april. i heard the bad news. how ru doin’?” april looked a little concerned. she sed, “wut bad news?” then jeremy looked a little concerned. pierce sed, “u gotta tell her.” jeremy sed, “ok. on cbc radio, i heard the good witch of the north say ur gonna stop agin’ in september of 2007, but aftah that, nething that happs 2 u will be only 2 compare u wen u were young w/ur brother michael’s kids.” well, that rilly shook up april. we hadda step outside 2 talk, but it wuz mainly me talking. i sed, “it’ll b alright. if we r stuck @16, i’ll still be ur friend.” she sed, “no it won’t, jeremy, i mean zeremy. it’s november. i have 10 months 2 do thingz & u know w/elizabeth in the house goin’ after anthony, everything’s gonna b ‘bout her. i can’t waste ne more tyme. zeremy, i wanna show u wut april patterson iz all about.”

    so we went back inside 2 dance sum more & instead of an april, who wuz kinda passive & shy, she wuz dancin’ um…rilly aggressively. wen we finally left funhaus, i think duncan & zandra were a little surprised. wen duncan asked ‘bout it, april sed, “i gotta lotta livin’ 2 do in 10 months.” zandra sed, “az long az that living duzn’t involve duncan, i think thass gr8.”

    then zandra dropped us off & april leaned n2 me & sed, “gerald haz been 2 bizzy 2 spend much tyme w/me or w/my blog l8ly. i’m still loyal 2 gerald, but if he’z bizzy, i don’t mind goin’ out, az long az gerald sez it’s all rite. i don’t wanna spend the next 10 months w8ing 4 gerald, u know wut i mean?” i told her i did, but wen it comez 2 april, i have problemz sumtymez sortin’ things out. mom wuz w8ing up 4 me wen i got in. she sed, “did u have a good tyme w/april?” i sed i did. mom sed, “good. cuz sum girl named zapata showed up 2 give u sum kinda test, & she didn’t seem v. happy u were out w/april.” it wuz a gr8 evening, but i am kinda worried ‘bout seeing zapata on monday @skool.

     

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