Second Chances

This year has already been pretty wild for me so far. I mean i've only been at school for a little over a month and a half and the amount of close calls I've had has been wild compared to last year. In the beginning of the year is when I've probably had one of my luckiest moments of my life. I had a recruit and took him out to show him a good time. The only problem is that i had a much better time then he did. Luckily I left him with my roomate and proceeded to go to my room. Unfortunately some ra's, saw me stumble on the stairs ( only happened because it was wet outside and i had boat shoes with a rubber sole). Then they came and got me when I was already in my room. But to tie this story up I got sent to the drunk tank. Luckily again my recruit was fine. If he got caught i woulda been fucked, possibly kicked off the team or even out of school. Fortunately my only punishment was to go to an alc edu class, but with my luck i missed it because i thought it was at eight and not seven. Fortunately they gave me a second chance and understood my situation so i got another date. This time I made sure I wrote this shit down and put it somewhere i could see it everyday so i won't forget.
Another time its the end of the night at a friends school and were taking people back to their dorms. We had seven people in a four door sedan with a bag full of booze. We just came from a party and we blew a blinking red light that no one stops at and of course after that happens all i see is flashing lights and everything just stops and I cant hear anything except my heart beating like a jackhammer. All I kept saying in my head was im fucked. I thought i was gonna get arrested and be stuck in Worcester without a way home. This was followed with my life flashing before my eyes and then repeating several our fathers and hail mary's. Luckily my roomate slick talked his way out of it and we didn't get in trouble, the kid in the back said the alc was his and we were able to drop the girls off and then get the fuck outta there. This was only a few weeks after my initial incident.
The week before that at UNH and few friends and I ran from a busted party. The shit that ive gotten out of this year is definitely going to stay in my memory banks for a while. What I guess I'm trying to say is that I've been really lucky to get these second chances. Without second chances my family wouldn't really exist. Whenever my dad gets a little too much in him he really opens up like anyone does. But he always reminded me that he truely believes that meeting my mom gave him a new lease on life. So whenever you have the oppurtunity or a second chance availible take it because you just might be saving a life or creating new ones.

-peace & love