It's not all over my friend; I, too was royally fucked a few years ago.

I was tripping balls and driving with a head light out. When I say tripping balls, I mean a strip of very strong acid in and tweaked out on speed. Imust have done a half gram that day.

So, one night I was high as a kite when the cops pulled me over for a busted head light.

Keep in mind I was dealing at the time, and had the brilliant idea to get rid of my stash, cash out by selling to a friend in another county and focus on my job full time.

So, um, I brought everything with me.

Long story short, I got busted worse than your friend.

They caught me with 2c-b, a bunch of Molly and some methylone. That was nothing compared to the shit ton of Acid and Speed they found on me; They found gel caps in my stash can and thought it was LSD as well, and found some speed that I tried to dry real quick and instead made brown, so they thought it was heroin.

So here I was charged with trafficking in Heroin and LSD, possession of 2c-b, Methylone and MDMA, paraphenalia, and, to top it all off, a DUI.

I have never been even slightly in trouble with the law before, but off to Jail I went. I spent a month in one of the shittiest jails in my state before I got bailed out and got a lawyer. That was the most miserable month I can remember, and only made slightly easier by my friends and family writing me letters(Yeah I know, I'm spoiled).

Look, I was in worse than your friend, and my trafficking charges got dropped. Because of that, I got the option for drug court.

It's not easy by any stretch. It lasts a year, lots of drug tests and meetings, lots of probation officer meets, lots of payments to the county, but at the end of it you get out with a clean record.

It's not all over for your friend. No, he probably won't be going back to that University, and yes, his life is going to suck for next year, but he can come back from this. He can have the life he wanted, but now it's just going to take some time.

I'll wrap this up by saying that when you're in jail, life sucks. It's boring. Rules are in place to make you miserable. But if people contact you, you can have hope. Have a reason to keep on going.

I was in college when I got busted, but now I'm working at a biotechnology company preparing grafts for implantation. It's not what I planned, but it will do for now.

Trust me, it's not all over.