After the summer of my freshman year, I ended up going up to Central Michigan
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Location: Mount Pleasant, MI
CMU was a university that was within the budget range and was one of the two options my parents said they would pay for.
My brother ended up going there and I ended up staying at home going to Oakland University.
One of the main reasons that I didnt go up there was because in high school when I would go up there to see my brother, everyone was just so into Alcoholism. And I totally didnt like alcohol in High school.
But throughout college I would go up there with friends like Allison, Michelle and others and we would party like no others. I even got in trouble up there. |
for their welcome weekend to go party with the Alpha Chi Roe fraternity (my brothers frat). But this turned out to be a very bad decision because the cops decided to crack down on under age drinking that weekend. Basically it was rainy out and no one was going out to hit up house parties, so me,
Dan
and
Lisa
ended up just chilling at the frat house drinking beer with a few others.
Well I ended up wanting to go house to house to see if anything exciting was going on and we went to one house for like 10 minutes before I wanted to leave that one and somehow I ended up bringing the beer with me to the sidewalk. Not 5 minutes later,
Dan was whispering "Dave drop it" and I didnt know what he meant for I forgot I had one in my hand. He was 21 at the time so he was fine, but I ended up getting a ticket for an MIP. I really wanted to just outrun the cops because I was in good shape, but that would have gotten me into more trouble.
The funny thing about that weekend was that the night before on Friday,
Dan
did something stupid too. When the cops came to his frat house (of which he lived in), he came to the door and the cops gave him a noise violation.
Another side story to this weekend was the punishment side of this:
Basically I thought that I might have a better chance pleading to the judge and seeing if I could get off. So the night before the last day to pay your fine, my brother calls me on the phone downstairs and asks what I was going to do. He disagreed with me and told me I should just pay the fine. But the problem with that is that you had to show up to the courthouse and pay the fine and sign some papers. He convinced me to leave for Central at 11PM at night and I ended up getting there about 1 AM to wake up and sign my papers to pay 200 dollars and spend 24 hours doing community service.
The folliwing day I also had to be back at Rochester for a student athlete all-day information session of which I screwed up on too because I read the document wrong and I thought I only had to be in the afternoon session.
This was a mandatory session mind you and if you missed it, you would be ineligable to play. Once I heard that I had missed the sessions and that I was going to be ineligable, we went down to start our practice and I just was soo saddened that all of my life was just going in the wrong direction. I ended up crying in front of the whole team and Kevin Donovan came to talk to me about why I was upset. I think I told him why, but I couldnt let the whole team know why I was late.
Everything ended up working itself out. I never got kicked off the team and had an amazing season (running 26:50 for 8K). The 24 hours community service had to be done in the month of September, so I attempted to drive around Detroit giving food to poor people who cant drive. It totally was a disaster and I had to turn around and give them all the food back because I got lost in the scariest neighborhoods in Detroit. I ended up calling my old track and CC Coach Chris and he totally bailed me out and faxed them that I had done my 24 hours of community service with him. That one incident caused a huge spiral of very bad things. About 6 or 8 months later,
my brother and I told my
Mom
and
Dad about what happened and basically just laughed it off. Maybe instead of "doing all the community service", maybe I would have been better off just running a 26:50 five mile away from the squad cars! Just kidding....
