If you follow my boyfriend’s blog you may already know that i was arrested yesterday. The reason is (as explained by the title) that i was driving while under the influence (of alcohol). It was Friday night and my classmates and i were celebrating having finished our last day of class. At around 1 in the morning, i decided it was a good idea to visit my boyfriend so i headed towards there.
For some reason (idk why), i was pulled over by the cops and asked to perform their drunk tests like walking in a straight line, following a light with my eyes, etc. I thought i aced those tests ‘cause it wasn’t very hard to do, but i guess they thought otherwise and arrested me.
Dude, cops are kind of really rude. Like, i understand being a douche if the prisoner is being a douche, but they were all such dicks to everyone no matter how they acted. It’s almost like they’re provoking people to get a rise out of them so they can punish ‘em for it. I tried to keep calm, but there were a couple times where i was really annoyed by their treatment of me so i made some snarky comments and glared at them a lot.
They confiscated my belongings including my belt and shoe laces (so i don’t strangle anyone?) and i was able to get 3 phone numbers from my cell before they took that too. I was allowed to make a phone call so i tried calling my boyfriend, my friend from the party (who was worried ‘cause i left without saying anything to anyone), and my brother. I called everyone multiple times, but it was 3 or 4 in the morning so nobody answered.
Anyway, i spent most of my time in a cell with this one other dude who was arrested for meth possession. We didn’t talk much though; i didn’t talk with anyone. There was this crazy, homeless man in the cell next to ours who decided to tell me his whole life story even though i made no inclination that i was even listening to him. I just tried to sleep most of the time. It’s really the only way to pass the time. Speaking of time, not knowing what time it was really tripped me out. I can imagine people going insane after being there for a long time.
I was there for 12 hours before they released me. And you won’t believe what the first thing i saw was upon getting out of the station.
He was sitting there, waiting with a bag of Burger King in his lap. I was so shocked to see him there ‘cause i couldn’t get a hold of him before. I started crying because i was so overwhelmed with emotion. I had just gotten out of jail and the person i love was waiting for me for who knows how long. It was the most beautiful thing anyone had ever done for me. Him just being there almost made me forget about the ordeal i went through.
I spent the rest of my weekend with him and it was amazing. I don’t know when i’ll be able to see him again because my parents took away the car and are taking me off their insurance and i’m just fucked in so many ways because of this DUI. I need to find a job ASAP so i can pay for the lawyer i’m planning on hiring, but i don’t think places will hire someone with a recent DUI and no driver’s license (they took it away so i only have this temporary one for 30 days). My life is so fucked and i regret everything about that night because i screwed up my future.
Friday was my last day of class and i’m graduating. But with this on my record, what was the point of it all? I’m becoming more and more overwhelmed the more i think about it. I just don’t know what’s going to happen.