justmee

So I've had a classic moment. I'll try to summarize. Once upon a time a 19 year old tried to fuck my then 13 year old sister. Word was it didn't happen. He then had the balls to show up at her 15th B-Day party after being told not to come. He wouldn't leave. Eventually, while on his way to the car he said some sick stuff... and my other sister punched him in the eye. A manly punch... solid contact. It was great. So he gets in his car, spits on me... and I run to his door and try to punch him. I'm such a girl I missed. But I did manage to make his car fall down a little cliff. It was great.

So about a week later we get a call that my sister needs to come in for questioning. I go... and find out he's pressing charges against BOTH of us. What a pussy. So my sisters case gets sent to Juvie... her court date is on her 18th bday. They can't do shit... she (the one who actually punches him) goes free. Me on the other hand... I was given a court appointed attorney (who sucks shit)... and hang around in court for almost two years. Going to anger management classes (which is laughable if you know me)...and getting told I'm an alcoholic and need to go to AA. I drink once or twice a month... but the ass said that since I "smoked pot in the past, I was at risk". So I refused to go... got kicked off probation... and sent to jail for a week. I didn't really go to jail. I did a day on work crew... then paid $250 to stay in my house with a nice new bracelet on my ankle.

So here's the part where this gets good. I was at work. The guy I "beat up" is standing at a copy machine. two feet away. THis other guy who looks familiar but cant place is standing another two feet away. He tells me he knows me from work crew. Thhhhheeeennn I recognize him. SO he stands there for about 10 minutes talking shit about the guy I beat up... what a whiny pussy he was, how he'd like to kick his ass, etc. All the while Mr. Hamilton was standing right next to him. I had the biggest smile on my face... and was sooooo happy I could've died. It was a priceless moment. Mr. Hamilton didn't say one word... make a face or anything. But he couldn't help but hear. I loved it.

So I think that moment was good enough payback for the over $2,000 I've put into that bullshit. I had the best day ever after that. When I used to see Mr. Hamilton my heart started beating violently... and that's exactly what I wanted to do to him... beat him violently. Now I think my hatred has completely vanished. I can see him now and laugh. It's great.