Applicant for “Most shit in a year”

 

Judge Carnivorous Clown I will call him, has given me too many chances. He has actually put himself in a bad place. He underestimated my case and he blindly trusted the commonwealth attorney to serve punishment. Judge Carny thought I wanted to change, he thought I would take his” last chance” route. I don’t plan on stopping what I do. I guess I should have made that clear.

October 09, 2009

Judgement Day,

This particular hearing didn’t really matter because my fate was generally known. I was going somewhere, most likely rehab but time in juvy was within the maximum sentence. This was my first date with Judge Carny. After a simple hearing I was ordered to complete a residential rehabilitation program. Unlike most, this program lasted nine months. Fuck. I was ordered to check in by midnight the same day.

October, 09  -  March, 10

Rehab,

Rehab lasted five months and about two weeks. And I will say that with pride, not many people have experienced discipline and structure programs like this enforce. A day filled with cleaning and commitments to sobreity I didn’t leave the facility much, only special occasions.These would be  strictly supervised outings that occured once a month or so. Those months will never be matched. I lived against the rules naturally. I forced my will upon everyone. Most of what I did was never discovered by staff, but what they knew was serious enough to send me home. I will sum up my stay there with one of the misfortunes I encountered.

Striding quickly from the day room towards the room I shared with two others I was becoming heated. To be honest I don’t even remember the reason, as soon as I entered the room out of sight I hit the wall in a blind rage. I was pissed. Unfortunately the hole in the wall made months before by another student weakened the drywall around the whole area. So with little effort I made a hole in the wall about two feet by two feet. Fuck. That was my  last warning and then I did some other things. I was discharged from the program sometime in March of 2010.

March, 10

Waiting to Die,

After my discharge I was issued a summons at my place of residence. I was now scheduled to appear before Judge Carny again, great. Because the judicial system lacks logic it took about three months for my case to be heard. So I was living away from home, my parents didn’t want to be held responsible for me. I manage to see Carny again on May 20th of 2010. The county’s attorney probably saw me as an easy case.Judge Carny will suspend it for six months, planning to use my adulthood against me. Almost eighteen, they will scare the shit out of me, threaten jail time with the big boys. I’ll straighten up, ”no problem” thought this attorney. He fucked up, bluffs don’t work with me. I wanted to be happy so I lived accordingly.

May 21, 10

Damn,

I attended a celebratory party the next day at a house I wasn’t familiar with. I wouldn’t normally be so reckless in this situation  but I had more on my plate now that needed suppression.And this isn’t a normal situation. The night and the morning after are a blur, but I have a new charge to prove I was there. Damn. Although, some crazy things happened that night. Things I would describe as life changing. That night weighs heavily on my life, I wouldn’t change it, other than Mr. Piggy waking me up and an end to all the irony.

My age plays a key role in this case, but not how they predicted.These mishaps took about a year to develop, September is coming up and my court date is close behind. I’ll see Carny again, and he’ll be pissed, but I’m not going to jail because a suspended case puts me in court after my eighteenth birthday.I’m going to appeal if anything. Carny is new and he has it all wrong. The maximum he can do now is the maximum he could have done before he started suspending all my cases. Basically I am going to be sitting in a juvenile detention facility for the first few months of my adulthood, that is irony. I think.