My third car was a right-hand drive turbo Honda Civic. I loved this car.One night I got really drunk, took a bunch of pills and went for a drive.
I wrecked my car by driving it head-on into a concrete telephone pole.
I ran out of gas and because there was no power steering, the wheel locked. The car ended up sideways blocking both lanes.
Luckily, this was in the early hours of the morning - something like 4 a.m. - and no one else was involved - or I could have killed someone.
The cops came and because it was a holiday, the jail was overflowing. One officer called my dad and told him if he came to the scene right that minute, he would let my dad tow the car and take me home - otherwise, I'd go to jail.
I could have been arrested for seven charges that night: DUI (my alcohol level was 1.7), driving with no insurance, having an open container of liquor in the car, possession of marijuana, having a big butcher knife under my front seat, property damage and leaving the scene of an accident. (I was found wandering around not too far away. I barely remember the incident - mostly this comes from what my dad told me.)
When I was asked that night why I ran into the pole, I replied that it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I want to say here that my addiction to Xanax has caused me more trouble than I can ever say. I remember nothing of what I do when I'm high on Xanax.
I literally destroyed my favorite possession - all because I got drunk and high.
When I was asked that night why I ran into the pole, I replied that it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I want to say here that my addiction to Xanax has caused me more trouble than I can ever say. I remember nothing of what I do when I'm high on Xanax.
I literally destroyed my favorite possession - all because I got drunk and high.
a THIRD car? you spoiled brat, you ended up in jail cause you're used to doing what you want with no consequences and always getting what you want. You probably are one of those people who will do whatever they want as long as it makes them happy, no regard to anyone else. Your parents should've beat you instead of spoiling you rotten. Im glad you're wasting a few years behind bars you middle class wankster.
ReplyDeleteKyle says:
ReplyDeleteAnd you are attacking the author of this blog even though you don't know who the person is?
I hope you enjoy being invulnerable behind the keyboard when your negativity spreads back to you.
Perhaps you may have been the victim of a crime or knew someone who did bad things that was very personal to you but that is no excuse to visit a jail site (or any site) and pick people apart for stupid mistakes just for the sakes of venting.
At least you could've offered something constructive but no you have to rip this person apart piece by piece probably because you either work in the jail or do things all the time yourself and wont' admit it.
Now that I am done venting about venting bye bye!
Kyle says:
ReplyDeleteI am sure at the very least after this incident the blog authors father forbided him to drive again for a VERY long time *regardless of what the state said* and to not have any alcohol/drugs around the house.........not even the smell of it or things will be worse.
Beating people up is not going to stop crime.
You anti violence people who promote peace are so funny when buttons are pushed.