Sense the age of 17 i picked up a problem that has been slowly growing. This problem started out as peer pressure. The pressure to finally "fit in". One party. Then months later. Another party. By the time i was was 19, i was partying every weekend. Drinking so much beer that i would loose all of my common sense. My mood was always way up or way way down. I found myself crying a lot. Worried about small issues and careless about big problems. That big problem was the progression of alcoholism. Once i graduated high school and started college, i began to drink once or twice in the middle of the week and then again on the weekends. Then it became a crutch to me. After waking up at 5:00am, going to work until 2:00pm then going to class from 3:00pm to 10:00pm i felt that i needed relieve my pains. By the time i reached my second semester. I was drinking 6-8 beers every other night and 10-12 beers on Friday. Not only was a drinking, but i started to believe that it was "ok" for me to drive while drink. Because after all (to me) "i wasn't that drunk". Two years later, i have been drinking 8-10 beers per day and 14-17 beers on Friday and/or Saturday. I no longer attend school, i work a fairly easy job and make decent money. I really should have nothing to complain about. At least nothing to give me reason to ruin my life with a can of beer. This is where everything came to a HAULT!! I decided that i was going to enlist into the United States Marine Corps. If i were to enlist, i had to pay off all my past due traffic tickets and the bond warrants that were attached to them. This process is still in progress. More to the point though.. Last Tuesday night. I got extremely drunk and then.. Eventually ran out of beer. I got into my car to get more. I ended up that the "happy hour bar". I slammed down two beers before last call. I got into my car and pulled out of the parking lot. As i was turning, a local police officer was turning into the parking lot. Paranoid, drunk, hopeless and superman all at once told me to get the hell out of dodge. So i turned down a side road and hit the gas. No cops. So i kept going. Stopped to turn. Then i saw head lights behind me as i was turning and they were gaining fast. So i turned again down the next street. I pulled into a empty lot. Shut off the lights and prayed i wasn't seen. Well, about 30 seconds later the police officer was parked behind me. He asked if i had been drinking and i told him the truth. I wasn't going to waste this guys time with my stupidity!!! The first thing that went through my mind was: What am i going to do about the Marines now. I was planning to Enlist into Avionics (aircraft electronics). That job requires a record clear of misdemeanor. I have not drank a drop sense that awful night. I spent over a day in jail and still facing the court system. It has been seven days to date. I plan to get an attorney to hopefully get the charges dropped. I know i should be punished, but this is going to effect my life for at least the next 20 years. What do you guys think i should do?