Late November I made a mistake that has now made my college workload immense. While attending the University of Nebraska at Kearney as a full-time student, alongside with an internship at the Kearney Area Community Foundation, working fifteen hours a week, teaching swimming lessons at the Y along with subbing as a guard, society may image my schedule is booked. Although, in my past, I have made many respectable decisions and I have made poor ones, ultimately learning right from wrong. Provided, the circumstances of my MIP could have been easily avoided if I would have used common sense, for example not consuming alcohol beverages on campus. Now, with a Minor in Possession on my record, for the time being, I have realized the impact this incident has had on my academics, personal life, and countless other circumstances dealing with my everyday life.
My family was extremely upset with my mother and wept for my return. While in jail, I met many good people who had made bad decisions in their lives. I only ate cookies and Ramen noodles, and I drank water. For the first time in my life, I had an affectionate moment with God as I called out to Him. I knew that He was the only one that would get me through this situation. I can recall being shackled at my ankles and hands while being forced to walk to go to the court room for every hearing. I called my oldest sister, Francesca, on every opportunity. I was offered a plea deal of one year in prison and seven years of parole. All I could think about was going home and starting my senior year of high school. I prayed to God for guidance, and I told myself every day that I would soon go home. My father came to see me, and for the first time in my life, I saw him cry. He was extremely hurt, and he told me to stay strong. My family tried everything to pay my $40,000 dollar bond. I was soon left with two options: take the plea or go to trial. Thinking about my future, I was willing to take the plea, but only if it were probation. I had already missed a week of my senior year, and I just wanted to go home. The public defender spoke with the Judge about the First Offender Law, and the Judge lowered the plea to 7 years of probation. On September 21, 2012, I accepted the plea deal of seven years of probation, and I was released that night. My sister picked me up, and I lived with her for a few weeks before reporting to my probation officer. Wasting no time, I returned to school the next day. My peers had heard of the destruction, and my teachers were happy to see me. I became extremely depressed, and I wanted to run away. For the first time in my life, I was portrayed as a criminal. I regretted my actions, but I did not regret defending my
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On December, 2009 and November, 2010 in my second year of college, I was arrested twice. At the time I was assigned a public defender; we reached an agreement with the prosecutor. I agreed to plead guilty to petty larceny, as part of the agreement I also had to do community service for a total of 15 days for both charges. After successfully completing all community service and stayed out of trouble; both misdemeanor charges were dismissed and expunged. During this time mentally distress and depress. As a result, my fall 2010 grades suffered. As illustrated in my transcript, up until this incident, my gpa had been 3.50 up until the fall 2012 semester.
Because Ms. Ceballos’s father was the lieutenant of the Hialeah Police Department, her uncle, and stepfather employed with the City of Miami Police Department, and her aunt employed with the Federal Bureau of Investigation, I plead out to battery/strong-arm robbery and placed on probation for four years. I also completed a six-month domestic intervention program and two hundred hours of community service. Upon completing all my court mandated requirements my probation terminated successfully and two years early for good behavior. If her family was not so well connected to the judicial system, I might have tried to take this case to trial; however, I wasn’t one hundred percent confident that I could beat the case and did not want to expose
On December , I was arrested for 3rd degree criminal trespassing. That day I was heading to go see my dad at the hospital. He had suffered his second stroke and doctors wanted to talk about what is possible for him since he was hooked on machines and unable to move or communicate in anyway for himself, i was also his power of attorney so i would speak for him. I was focused on nothing more than seeing my dad, but first i had to drop off my friend’s shoes she had let me borrow. Along the way i saw a walmart and i had not eaten all day and thought i could go in to get some snacks and a smoothie for my dad. I called my friend to come pick me up at the walmart instead and drive me to the hospital. She didn 't live far so i thought by the time i came out the store she would have already been outside waiting for me, but that wasn 't the case. My phone had died at that point so i had no way of calling her to let her know where i would be, so i decided to sit in front of the store where she could see me since the bench inside was taken by a woman and her kids. 5 minutes later an officer came asking me what i was doing there. I explained to him that i was waiting for a friend to come pick me up and that she’ll be here soon. He said okay but then proceeded to ask me questions like how many times have I been arrested or how long i have been away from home or rather or not i bought the items in my bag. I didn 't understand why he was asking me all of those questions and began to feel
I have made mistakes that I deeply regret, and I constantly seek to live with good moral character. The last time I was arrested was in 2007 for using my roommate’s credit card to make an unauthorized purchase in the amount of $27.00. I spent that night in jail, and the next morning I met with a defense attorney from the Bronx Defenders who was very understanding and I was released on recognizance. I returned to court two months later, and accepted a plea to Disorderly Conduct along with a fine. My public defender inspired me to become a lawyer and that is part of the reason why I decided to major in Criminal Justice.
On August 28, 1998, 19 years ago I was charged with theft. At the time of the offense, I was a very immature 18 year old teenager going through some hardships at home my parents were planning on separating. At that time I started hanging out with the wrong crowd of people. Due to peer pressure it lead me to make wrong decisions that I still regret to this day. One of my so-called friend was working at K-Mart he mention to me that I should go by the store and buy some stuff and that he would not charge me for some of the merchandise in exchange of me getting some of things for him that he that he would have ready for me in the store. To make feel reassured he said, that he had done this with some of our other friends. So I was easily convinced and went by the store when he told me to go. When I got to the store he had two televisions ready for me to pick up (I never thought it was going to be televisions) I went up to the register and said, to follow him as we walked outside the store manager
I blew a .18 at the scene and at a .14/.15 at the station, the legal drinking limit is .08. Upon arriving to the Van Nuys Jail, I was taunting the officers about how I was innocent and did not consider myself a criminal; how they should be out in the streets catching the real criminals, instead of wasting their time with me. They told me I was a criminal, but I didn’t understand because I felt like I did nothing wrong and could have made it home just fine. I then was taken to the Van Nuys Jail, and left there overnight. As soon as I walked in I felt how cold the building was and how cold the officers were with me as well. They spoke to me with no respect and did not answer any questions I was asking them. All they did was toss me in jail cell along with 3 other ladies and said nothing. I was crying hysterically because I could not fathom what had just happened and was so disappointed in myself. I turn to my left and I see an older lady on the phone crying. She is talking to what I assume was her relative and telling them she doesn’t know if her brother is alive, that he was admitted into the emergency hospital and to go check up on
It took me a long time to get better, after being kept on curfew and for what I had suffered wrongly, because of the damage that the court case and other on goings had caused me.
Today, I still deeply regret the actions that have led to my arrest. However, I have learned
21 year old single Caucasian male, Alvin, is pending a DWI charge and an assault charge. Client is a full time engineering college student who is expected to graduate this coming May. Client does not currently work and has not worked since high school where he was children’s camp counselor for a year. Client reports having trouble this semester keeping up his grades, and is worried he will fail two of his classes causing graduation to be postponed a semester. It is noted that the client has been using alcohol throughout his college career, ingesting 6-9 beers in a sitting, typically Thursday, Friday, and Saturday evenings. Client indicates that although he does not believe he has any withdrawal symptoms, he has used alcohol in the past to ease
You shouldn’t have to suffer over something you didn’t do even if people disagree. It is ok for officers and other people involved in the case to question you but they can't make you stay in jail or give you a sentence because they do not know the real answer. This takes time people need to keep looking into this case and find witnesses who have accurate information that will be helpful and that will also be willing to testify. Until the case is done you are free but it all depends on if you are telling the truth or not. Certain consequences may end your life and others will only give you an amount of time in prison but it depends on how big the problem is. Therefore, you are not proven guilty
On April 12th, 2014, at the age of nineteen, I was arrested and accused of Minor in Possession of Alcohol during a Braves game in Atlanta, GA. I accepted Pre-trial intervention at the advice of a public defender. I paid $50 and completed an Alcohol Education Program that helped me realize the gravity of my actions. I completed sixty hours of community service at the Oconee Humane Society. On August 5th, 2014, the accusation was discharged to completely exonerated me of any criminal purpose and the record was ordered to be restricted.
I was told that you may be having a difficult Christmas this year, and that it may be more depressing than in years past. Being arrested for a felony and booked into jail is extremely daunting. That alone has ended any aspirations you may have had towards being in a law enforcement position of any kind. Having the possibility of being a convicted felon and serving jail time can certainly and understandably lead a person to have a difficult and depressing Christmas. Add the chance that you will likely be expelled from college, and happiness will be difficult to find. It can also lead you to have a negative outlook on the New Year. After all, every year of your life seems to be surrounded with negative events. Those who have been closest to you,