Jessi's Journal

Life according to Jessi Abela.. like it or not.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

I got arrested

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My boyfriend and I had been doing homework for a while at the Placerville Starbucks at 3:30pm, Thursday afternoon, on September the 7th. I observed on-duty police officer Davenport and a female sitting near to me chatting for a long period of time. It was obvious that officer Davenport was completely consumed with this female; smiling, flirting, and then even turned off his radio so that he could be more focused on her. Basically, I felt as though his actions with this female were a poor representation of law enforcement. My boyfriend and I got back into my car and decided to go get something to eat before our next classes. I pulled up to a stop sign in front of Starbucks and after looking both ways, proceeded to drive forward in such a manor which caused my tires to skirt and squeal on the pavement for about 5 feet. I stopped this and proceeded to slowly drive out of the parking lot. The whole time my car was in first gear which does not go past 10 mph. My boyfriend was witness to this, so I was never speeding because the parking lot speed limit is 15. Six hours later, I was on a 15 minute break from class at college and I drove to the Chevron gas station. Upon exit, a cop blocked my way out and asked me if I was at Starbucks earlier. I was confused because I didn't know why he would need to know this. He asked me to back up and answer questions. Having nothing to hide I did so. He informed me that an officer had witnessed my tires squealing in the parking lot earlier. I told him that I was sorry about it and then I informed him that I needed to go back to my class. He said if I went anywhere he would put me in handcuffs and send me to jail. He said, "You really pissed off an officer this afternoon and that officer is on his way over to deal with you." I waited for about 15 minutes, and during that time about 5 other policemen showed up. Finally the officer who was "really pissed off at me" arrived. He walked over to me and yelled, "What's your problem!?!" I told him I didn't know what was going on and that what they were doing wasn't right. I also added that he did not need to raise his voice to me as I was not raising mine to him. He grabbed my arm and jerked me around yelling, "Why did you peel out earlier?" I replied, "I don't know. I'm sorry. I feel really bad about it." He kept shouting out questions about earlier and I kept saying that this wasn't fair and I had no answers. They said that if I didn't answer, I would be arrested and go to jail. As a 19 year old I'm not too familiar with the law but I know it isn't right to harass and threaten me. He ordered for me to put my hands over my head and then he put handcuffs on and tightened them by force as tight as they could go. After asking why he was arresting me he told me to "stop being a smartass" and told me that I really pissed him off and that I was getting what I deserved. I was yelling at them to stop it and to loosen the handcuffs because they were digging into my wrists but they ignored me and put me in the CHP car. I was not being forceful or uncooperative in any way whatsoever, yet I was still jerked about and my arms were forcefully pulled on when I was put in the car. Then they began to search my car without first asking me. I yelled for them to stop but they didn't listen. Then I asked for my cell phone, jacket and my atm card. They ignored me but after asking over and over they finally got my cell phone for me. I then asked for my charger and said that my phone battery was almost dead. They said no. I, a 19 year old female college student, without any tickets, or any previous offenses, who has never gotten a DUI or taken drugs, was hauled off to the county jail. Feeling the sting of the tight handcuffs I repeatedly asked for the cuffs to be loosened but the officers would not do so. When inside, the cuffs were taken off and my wrists had deep red indentations from the cuffs digging in. I couldn't feel my fingers because the circulation had been cut off. They went through all of their procedures and I was eventually put in a holding cell. One of the persons said, "There's the phone. Pick it up and listen to the directions." With that, the door was slammed shut and it was just me and the four white walls that surrounded me. I tried calling my family to let them know where I was but every call I made was cut off. I was stuck in the cell for about 40 minutes, not able to tell anyone that the phone wasn't working. I climbed up on a wall to get someone's attention. A man walked by and snapped at me to get down. I refused and said that I would not get down until they promised to let me use a working phone. He took me out of the cell, made me take off my shoes, and put me in another cell. I said I couldn't figure out how to use the phone because it kept dropping my calls. They ignored me and slammed the door. It seemed like an eternity passed before they opened the door and brought me over to take fingerprints. I said I needed to make a call. They gave my things back including my cell phone and said to go upstairs and out the door and then use my cell phone. I replied with a thankyou and also added that my cell phone was almost dead. After I was outside, I opened my phone to make a call but it just shut off due to the dead battery. So there I was, outside, alone, in the middle of the night with no transportation, and no way of contacting anybody. Also, I was denied my jacket so on top of everything else, I was freezing cold. The officer had ordered my car to be towed away to Tony's Transport so my thought was to get to the yard where my car was, possibly get it back, plug my phone into the charger and make some calls. So I walked the streets alone from 12-2 am, although without a clock I really am not positive as to what time it was. I eventually arrived to the tow yard and my heart dropped when I saw no sign of my car but I thought it may have been in the closed warehouse building. Not wanting to continue aimlessly walking around, I spent the night in the tow yard. I could have been kidnapped so easily off the streets, or from the tow yard and nobody would have even known. First I layed down on a flatbed truck for a while and that was just too uncomfortable. Then, I noticed that there was a boat across the lot so I walked over and stepped into the boat and was happy to see some life jackets and a long sleeve shirt. I put it on and used one lifevest to stay warm and the other one as a pillow. Still, it was freezing. After about 2 hours, I decided to see if any of the cars were unlocked. I found a NICE burnt orange new model 6spd SS camaro and the window happened to be rolled down and then guess what else: the keys were in the ignition! Yea! That was the first thing that had gone right. So then I got in and spun some donuts in the parking lot. No, just kidding but I thought about it. I started the car up, used the heater and listened to music. I found out later that the ticket the CHP officer wrote me was for a speed contest. This code has certain qualifications, none of which I fit into and it also specifically says in code 23109 that: ". . . where the vehicle does not exceed the speed limits, it is not a speed contest." I never exceeded the speed limit. Also, the officer was away from his vehicle when he saw this, so there is not even any radar report of this incident and to know my speed, he would need his radar gun. He wrote me a ticket for something I didn't do because he was "pissed off" and under this ticket, it is legal to have my car towed and myself arrested if necessary. Because I did not earn the ticket he wrote, my arrest was not right or legal. My car was not supposed to be towed which cost me $250 out of my own pocket which I should not have had to spend. I do, however, take responsibility for an unsafe start ticket which is vehicle code 22106. The manor in which I started driving was not right and I will take responsibility for that. This ticket I earned does not allow for an arrest, a vehicle search without my consent, the towing of my vehicle, and all the other trauma that I was put through. Overall, the way I was treated by our county CHP office was not right. Not only was I wrongfully arrested, harassed, and put in a jail cell, my life was put in jeopardy by being left all alone in the middle of the night without a car, jacket, any money, or any way of calling someone.

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Saturday, August 06, 2005

This one goes out to all my good friends. . .you know who you are

BEST FRIENDS
This is the song thats dedicated to the ones who
Know you better than you do
The ones who say youre perfect but deep down
Love you for all your flaws
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Theres times when you may get off track
But best friends are there to guide you back
When asked about it best friends would say
The best moments of their lives
Were those times when they were with you

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They laugh with you
Cry with you
The best moments of their lives
Were spent with you
When youre hurt inside
When the worlds turned on you
Theyre always that someone with arms open wide
When youve given up on you
Theyre there just in time
To believe in you for you
Best Friends. . .
The most influential, inspirational, influence. . .
On this earth
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I cant guarantee what tomorrow will bring
I cant say what the future has in store
Everyone gets busy, they get so involved in their own lives
Years from now friends may drift apart becoming nothing
But memory archives
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We live for now, for these moments that will shape who we are
Best friends give up part of themselves to form bits and pieces of you
When your lifes run its course you can look back at the best friends u had
And realize how each gave unique pieces that made you who you are

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They laugh with you
Cry with you
The best moments of their lives
Were spent with you
When youre hurt inside
When the worlds turned on you
Theyre always that someone with arms open wide
When youve given up on you
Theyre there just in time
To believe in you for you
Best Friends. . .
The most influential, inspirational, influence. . .
On this earth
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To any of my friends who happen to read this, it's for you. Even though you may not know it, you've each added something to my life that I will take with me forever. I love you guys.
I don't really use blogger anymore, so if you wanna stay in touch, look me up: www.myspace.com and just search for my name.
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Wednesday, March 23, 2005

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ahhh ahhh ahhh *breath* *breath* *breath*......i officially have the WORST luck out of anyone on the entire planet! If anybody has any stories that surpass this or come close, pleeeeeease tell me because i would feel much MUCH better right about now. okay so when i was talking about having 'one of those days' i really meant it but i didn't bother saying why. now i shall. the love of my life, my beautiful car, was backed into by some teenage guy at the j.c i go to...i was in it driving by, and he shot out of a parking stall and hit me. sooo....2k in damage.......the most awful week without my car later...i'm thrilled to death to be driving it again. so the very next day later, after getting my baby back(today),....yea....u can probly fill in the rest....i was rearended at an intersection....i ...wanted....to....die....or scream or both....but that's out of order anyways so it was a red light so i get out and it's this oooold lady with huge glasses on and i said look what u did to my car, then she was all i didn't do that! i didn't hit your car. i was like um what? of course u did.....(MORON-that part was in my head) she kept arguing with me that she didn't hit my car but then the light was green so i told her we had to pull over. i run back in my car, start to go and she's not following so i stop, she catches up and then she suddenly makes an instant right onto another road , but i was in the other lane so i had to make an illegal right barely making it onto the road ( i was getting sooooo mad by now....seeing as how my car had JUST come out of the shop) so here i am, chasing down an old lady, seriously i felt like i was on need for speed or something and she's not stopping at all so i start flashing her and putting my blinker on but...nope, still doesn't stop, finally she pulls into some apartments i didn't know existed and i get out, she gets out and looks at her car and goes well there's nothing there, see, i didn't hit you. i was like well look at mine, there's a bunch of gashes, and they weren't there before...she kept arguing that she didn't hit me and i said well i'll need your information because i'm going to report it to my insurance and she says do you have a witness? i said no. then she's all well i didn't hit you then and unless you have a witness, i'm not reporting it to the insurance. (AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!*scream of frustration....inside my head of course) i said well i'm gonna get a pen and paper from my car so i can write this down. so i run back in my car and then look up and she's in her car, taking off again. so i called 911 told them but i was so busy trying to follow her that i couldn't explain where i was, and then she turns again and again and again way to the back of someplace. (by the way, this is all in the pouring rain) then we go inside somewhere and exchange info and i notice that her license is outdated. i mention this and she goes 'oh well i can't see'(while staring at me thru the biggest glasses i've ever seen) then adds 'so i had to go in and take a driving test but i failed so i'm getting new glasses next week and then i'm going to take the test again'. so......um....this means that her license must have been suspended if she didn't pass. also, outdated insurance....then she says 'yea, no need to tell the insurance, it's outrageous, here i'll give you $20 to fix it. i was like um no it's way more than that i'm reporting it no matter what. so i copied her info...she copied mine..well actually i recited it to her because she couldn't read it....cuz she couldn't see....the cops never found me, sooo...i couldn't do anything else, well i went and got an estimate...$500....yeeaa......so her offer would have been what...oh..only about four hundred and eighty dollars short...ooooo......myy.....gosh.....i can't even think straight, i can't believe any of this...i mean i'm convinced that bad luck is my middle name regardless of what it says on my birth certificate.... so please, do share any other stories, i'd love to hear them..seriously...


-a depressed lil gal-

Friday, March 18, 2005

vacation is over....just in time for another one!

well i'm kinda not sick anymore. . .so i actually have to work and stuff...hmph. My favorite jonathan is gone...gone! won't be back for a while . . .sniff. . sniff...sob! no just kidding, fresh air will do him some good. But who else am I going to turn to when I have questions about my web design class. I might actually have to read the book.
Ooohh last kickboxing class was so fun and now I can do these really awsome kicking punching thingies. Okay it's like in my head when I picture what it should look like and then I am doing it, I feel like it looks cool, but then cuz there's a mirror in the classroom and if I actually look, I'm like oh my gosh stop stop now, look down, hide behind punching bag, hope nobody saw that. Everything is different in your head. Like on chicken run, 'it's all in yer head, aaall in yer head' or what's that one story where there was like a second life and everybody looked the way they imagined themselves to look, instead of how they did before. So yea, if that were the case. . .I'd be Jackie Chan.
I am having SOOOO much fun planning for my 18th birthday party. Every time I turn digits, I say this is the big one! but no i really mean it this year, 18 is big cuz it's when a child turns into an adult. i know there's sweet sixteen, then the big 40, 50, and 100 and everything...and even tho there's no 18 in there, i think there totally should be and when I think about it, it's the biggest one of all...kinda...but yea anyways, i'm inviting all of placerville practically and it's gonna be an all day thing. So yea omg it's gonna be so awsome. Everyone who comes has to think of a profile for themselves. cuz when ya turn 18 u kinda go oh my i kinda have to think of something to do for a living and so u go off and do that. well going with that theme, you know..18, hehe...18 okay anyways yea everyone thinks of a description of what they 'do' in the future, their job, career, lifestyle, etc. anywhere from a bum to a new deoderant tester or whatever. so yea, guests think up their profile and then they have to dress like it too. when they come to my house, not only are they dressed and ready to go, they have to kinda act that part as well. anyways, they'll get here and will b given a number which represents a seat around a campfire. once everyone is seated...in two teams....the host will explain all the rules and such and we'll all play survivor!! woohoo! there will be challenges, voting, rewards, and a grand prize at the end as well. Plus, I get to decorate my house like a jungle, oh, and go costco shopping...like adults do. I want to have ten challenges..or...games to play, so if I could get ANY ideas, that would be appreciated. yes, yes it would. don't be shy now....okay i'm done. goodnight!


***singing***iiii just can't waaaaait................to be on spring break!

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

ya ever had 'one of those days'?

you know....i had a paragraph written about all the complaints i had with my life but then i decided well i've got a lot of things happen to me recently that i would have prefered not to happen, and i can either complain about it, or be thankful for the things that are going right in my life. oh so yes the 'graph on my complaints was backspaced.
Tonight the youth worship team that i'm in played at my church and it went sooo well. lol cept we played one song and then someone was gonna pray but i forgot about that so i strummed a chord for the next song kinda loud and right as i did he started praying. it was embarassing but now i'm laughin about it. i'm not gonna complain bout being sick cuz the bright side is that i can skip work and stay home and relax...ahhh yes it's been like a mini vacation and how cool is that!
Besides, how can I possibly complain when the sun is shining, the sky is a clear blue, and the air is nice and warm outside. soo nice!

One day an old man was on the road going to the grocery store and his wife calls him on his cell phone and says honey i want you to be careful out there driving because i just heard a report on the radio that some car was driving the wrong direction on the freeway. The old man looks around then replies: what do you mean, one car! There's hundreds of them!

have a good one!

Sunday, March 06, 2005

Beware! People are watching. . .

I don't have much time because I must rise at the hour of 4:30 tomorrow morning, however i just HAD to stop by and make a post. Besides waking up sick this morning I'm doing fairly well. You know as much as I don't like being sick, it's a great excuse for everything. People need to be nice to me 'because i'm sick', they can do my chores 'because i'm sick', and they can call and worry and offer to bring me stuff 'because i'm sick' ahhhh...it's the life. okay bright side of the day and this is way cool, no i'm really excited because i've been reaching for this goal for quite sometime now. I remember when i sat down sooo long ago it seems and wrote down my goal of wanting to be a music artist and how i'm going to achieve it. the first goal with that tho was to have 12 songs for a cd. Well, as of today, I now have 12 songs! so....i'm totally ready to make my entire cd. I timed everything and it's also almost an hour of music which is definately enough. Next step: get it on a cd. Not only do i have one person helping out with that, but 2, cuz 2 is better than one for sure. I figure I'll see how it goes with each one. To be honest, I've never felt so close to making this work, and it seriously wouldn't have been possibe if so many people weren't motivating me and keeping me moving forward, so that's incredible and i'm really thankful for that.
tip: maybe i've already said this but don't keep your goals and whatnot to yourself cuz you're a lot less likely to follow through on them. the more people that know what you're trying to accomplish, the more people will ask you about it and hold you accountable to succeeding. cuz i'll see an acquaintance in a store or whatever and one of the things they always ask me about is how the music career is coming along because i decided at one point just to get that goal out there, let people know so that i would try even harder to make it happen knowing they were watching. So yea! let people know what you're goin for, then follow through on your words and turn em into actions. It surprises people.
And that's all folks! Have a good one-

miss jessi

Monday, February 28, 2005

Another bar!

haha no jk but i gotcha. well not totally jk. one of my friends turned 21 so she had a FAKE wet bar at her party. ooohh sooo much fun. charades was horrible because i had to go up and try to do something and well i don't watch very many movies and i was chosen first by my wooonderful team*hint of sarcasm* and i walk up there and i grab a paper and then announce 'oh um i uh well' and he's all just goooo!! 'i haven't seen this movie!' so finally ten minutes later i find a movie that i've actually seen and then i go stand there with thirty seconds on the clock and an empty head on what i'm supposed to do. i did something that didn't make sense but one of my good friends was there and we have telepathic abilities so she was able to read my mind and guess it in like 5 seconds, yea i'm a pro what can i say. ookay what else yea there was dancing. i LOVE to dance....lol enough said. but yea it was really really fun. oh! i got my lyrics in the mail the other day. my parents are still wondering why on earth i would send a letter to myself. ugh...they just don't understand. i'm starting training at my new job...it's finally setting in that i'm actually getting another job, cuz before it didn't? u know like when schools out and by the time it finally sets in and u relax, it starts up again then ur lazy cuz u finally are able to relax and so u get bad grades and it's at the end of the semester when u decide that u need to get ur act together and u get all stressed out and.....i'm getting off subject.....but yea so i'm basically going into this thing not caring if i get fired cuz i have another job. this could be beneficial, or disastrous. cuz i know if i didn't have a job, i'd be actin like a really good person...basically trying to be perfect which i'm not and it's not a lotta fun to try. so, i'm really feeling like i can just be myself and so i'll see what a difference that makes in this job.
oooooo tonight, i clocked my car. *sigh* okay i really like my car cuz it's my dream car ever since i knew what cars were. there's a straight stretch not too far away from my house so i met a friend there after work and then he drove cuz...sad to say, i have no racing skills, no none whatsoever. i had the stop watch tho. but yea we clocked it at 7 for 0-60 which i guess is pretty good but he says it can do better....i just wanna see. i would never street race because it scares me. when you've had one traumatizing accident, then any kind of high speed driving with corners would scare you. however i still think i'll be racing thru my dreams tonight :)


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