One week till I am officially not a criminal anymore!
It has been 358 days since i was sentenced to 1 year of probation for a MIP. Let me just say it’s been a long fucking year. I have felt like such a worthless person for being considered a criminal and treated like one for doing something literally I’d say 80% of teenagers do. I drank alcohol. I’m in fucking college I thought it was the norm for college kids to get drunk on occasion. I really do not think I did anything wrong but let me tell you, I have learned so fucking much this year.
As one of the many terms of my probation I had to do a total of 84 hours of community service (which was 3.5 solid days of my year) doing everything from making safe sex kits for kids who live on the street, shovel snow for 8 hours with a spade(one of those dirt shovels), clean the same bathroom like 10 times, to cutting down invasive tree’s and burning them. I also am forced to go to AA meeting and pretend like I think I have a problem. Which is really awkward to do when your sitting in a room of 30 people who are significantly older then you, telling you their battles and struggles and heart wrenching stories. Things that would make anyone break down and cry and to see that they really need these meeting to keep them sober, and then I’m just sitting in the background silently listening and knowing that in the next few moments I will have to lie to the whole room.
The thing I am most excited for after next Wednesday is that I will no longer have to wake up every single morningat 6am and call a hotline where a anonymous voice(which I’m still not certain is a male or female) tells me whether or not my color has been called for alcohol testing. So I will no longer have to get out of bed for an hour 3 times a week at 6am to drive to downtown Pontiac to blow in a tube. I will on longer be considered a color in a system; Coral . (which I didn’t even know was a color, now I’m going to subconsciously hate sea coral for the rest of my life)
This shit has been going on since October 23rd 2011 the night I got my ticket. IT’S FUCKING 2013 NOW! I’M READY FOR ONE MISTAKE I MADE 2 YEARS AGO TO BE FINALLY OFF MY RECORD!
I feel bad for Mandy because all she wants is Lip to treat her right, and Lip treats her like shit. All because Karen treated Lip like shit. (All this is not including later Mandy driving over Karen with her car.)