Why Cops Are [insert really hateful adjective here]

I ought to be studying for the Pride and Prejudice test I have to take in seminar, but this can't wait. I am disgusted, outraged, and just plain pissed. Time to get uprooted. Let's see what I come up with...

This morning I was driving like a madman past a school zone (of course, because I was running late for school). Going "39 in a 25," that's what the ticket was for. The cop pulled me over. I put on my cheery "What seems to be the problem, officer?" face, and I still got a damn ticket. (The officer was a WOMAN. People say that only works when females get pulled over. NO, IT COULD'VE WORKED. Well, maybe not..) Anyway, that's just $120 I won't be putting towards new music gear. Woo-hoo, thanks life.

I thought freewriting about it in Writer's Workship 4th block was good enough, but the shitty mood I was in pulled a boomerang on me, because I was called down to the office to receive, yes, another ticket. It was only $10. I pulled through in the parking lot. Yeah, it's a big deal. For some reason, I was at least twice as pissed about the second, less expensive ticket. Probably because of the "Are you effing serious, two in one day?!" factor.

Anyway, this happened just moments ago. Now I'm recovering with the sweet sounds of Noah and the Whale. Back by the "cell" in 6th block. This is a good escape. But I'm still somewhat flipping out about the ticket.

Maybe I'm doing something wrong. (Hey God, I'm sorry. I love you.) But really, c'mon, am I wrong in wondering? Karma doesn't apply to everything, but I'm at the point where even "It could always get worse," doesn't necessarily comfort me. Those five little words usually do the trick that pulls me out of my cynical sphere, but not today. I'm exercising my right to be thoroughly pissed. I feel like I deserve it.

Then again, I don't deserve it at all. The weather is perfect. Practice with the Irrelephants today after school. Today was a new comedy that looked hilarious and witty in the trailers but was less than half as good as expectations led me to believe. Where did I go wrong? Where could I go right again? I've been derailed.

No, I don't expect you to have the answers. I just needed to rant for a bit. Nothing deep or earthshaking. A speeding ticket. AND a parking ticket. I'm still alive. I love everyone and everything just as much as I did before. Ooops, not true. I love cops even less than I did before. (And I did not love them that much before this morning.)

There are some good ones out there. Maybe. I wouldn't know. I don't think I've met any. Big fines. Little problems. Major frustrations.


Annnnnd L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.