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last nite i got arrested.
here goes:
i was riding with cory and miles, and his tail-light was out.
so a university cop pulled us over for failure to signal around 10ish or so.
he then proceeds to check all of our id's, and i only had my student ID on me.
he comes back, saying he has to talk to me, and tells me that he has to arrest me,
for a failure to appear in court and how there's been a warrant out for my arrest since June '04, because of my minor consumption ticket i received in March '04.
WTF?!!
I was never told i was suppose to appear, or says my lawyer, screw him.
so i was patted down, handcuffed, and thrown into the cop car.
this is the point where my heart stopped, and i wanted to cry.
during the drive to downtown muncie, the cop chatted it up with me..even asking me what kind of
music i was into, wanting to know what station he should put it on. you bastard, you just arrested me,
i don't want to talk to you.
at the station, i was searched again, and had to take off some of my clothes and whatnot.
then i was thrown into one of the drunk tanks with the nastiest mullet man ever.
questioned a few times by the cops, placed back into another drunk tank, and then asked
questions again. the most unorganized fucking place i have ever been to.
i finally got a phone call, so i called bribby, while talking to her, the cop told me i could be picked up in an hour with no bail! finally. so i had her call some numbers for me, and darren and adam were able to pick me up around 2:30 am, and it had snowed. i felt like i was in there for days.
basically, i have a new court date, and they notified me that i should never listen to a lawyer. now they tell me?
anyway, don't ever get arrested.
the fucking thoughts that cross through your mind while you're sitting in there, not knowing what is going to happen to you is so scary. i thought i was going to have to stay there until tuesday, because of the weekend/MLK day to get a new court date.
and the drunk tank, muncie white trash is digusting. gross
while getting questioned, i thought i was getting booked back into one of the blocks, because the cop asked me like medicinal questions, then he asked me if i was a homosexual? they wanted me to become someone's bitch.
i thank my friends for waiting by the lines for a response cause they were all worried for me.
i love you guys.
and thank god my aunt bribby answered her phone for my one call out. wow.
i'm safe, and at home.
don't ever get arrested.
now i just want to go snowboarding. i need relief, or just jude law.
<3
-jared
here goes:
i was riding with cory and miles, and his tail-light was out.
so a university cop pulled us over for failure to signal around 10ish or so.
he then proceeds to check all of our id's, and i only had my student ID on me.
he comes back, saying he has to talk to me, and tells me that he has to arrest me,
for a failure to appear in court and how there's been a warrant out for my arrest since June '04, because of my minor consumption ticket i received in March '04.
WTF?!!
I was never told i was suppose to appear, or says my lawyer, screw him.
so i was patted down, handcuffed, and thrown into the cop car.
this is the point where my heart stopped, and i wanted to cry.
during the drive to downtown muncie, the cop chatted it up with me..even asking me what kind of
music i was into, wanting to know what station he should put it on. you bastard, you just arrested me,
i don't want to talk to you.
at the station, i was searched again, and had to take off some of my clothes and whatnot.
then i was thrown into one of the drunk tanks with the nastiest mullet man ever.
questioned a few times by the cops, placed back into another drunk tank, and then asked
questions again. the most unorganized fucking place i have ever been to.
i finally got a phone call, so i called bribby, while talking to her, the cop told me i could be picked up in an hour with no bail! finally. so i had her call some numbers for me, and darren and adam were able to pick me up around 2:30 am, and it had snowed. i felt like i was in there for days.
basically, i have a new court date, and they notified me that i should never listen to a lawyer. now they tell me?
anyway, don't ever get arrested.
the fucking thoughts that cross through your mind while you're sitting in there, not knowing what is going to happen to you is so scary. i thought i was going to have to stay there until tuesday, because of the weekend/MLK day to get a new court date.
and the drunk tank, muncie white trash is digusting. gross
while getting questioned, i thought i was getting booked back into one of the blocks, because the cop asked me like medicinal questions, then he asked me if i was a homosexual? they wanted me to become someone's bitch.
i thank my friends for waiting by the lines for a response cause they were all worried for me.
i love you guys.
and thank god my aunt bribby answered her phone for my one call out. wow.
i'm safe, and at home.
don't ever get arrested.
now i just want to go snowboarding. i need relief, or just jude law.
<3
-jared