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Slight revision to Plan (Plan will be forthwith spelled with a capital "P", as it has become the central point of my life for the moment):
Basically, the entire thing hinges on what the courts say. They're most likely going to give me a permit to drive to work and outpatient rehab, though my license will be suspended. With a little luck (and perhaps a little begging/ass kissing), I will also be permitted to drive to college. Obviously, there would be no other way for it to work. So I can't drop out yet, because what if I do and then the court says no you can't drive to college? What the fuck am I going to do then?
I am so pissed off. I really fucked up getting pulled over that night/morning. Shit. Shit. Shitshitfuckshitassfuckcockbitchshitfuck.
Basically, the entire thing hinges on what the courts say. They're most likely going to give me a permit to drive to work and outpatient rehab, though my license will be suspended. With a little luck (and perhaps a little begging/ass kissing), I will also be permitted to drive to college. Obviously, there would be no other way for it to work. So I can't drop out yet, because what if I do and then the court says no you can't drive to college? What the fuck am I going to do then?
I am so pissed off. I really fucked up getting pulled over that night/morning. Shit. Shit. Shitshitfuckshitassfuckcockbitchshitfuck.