Hell-To-The-No

So yeah.... my day started off pretty good, and went from there to okay, to terrible, back to pretty good again.... Here it goes... WELL this morning, I got up around 9 to get ready for my first class at 10. I went to both of my classes. After that I left for work around 2:25 to finally arrive there around 2:35-2:40pm. I was there 'til about 5:40pm. After that, I left the Allstate building and headed for my house. Up until this point, I was having a pretty good day. I drive down Hicks, getting ready to turn on my street, as my nervousness continued to build up.... Then I was somewhat let down. Her car wasn't in the driveway. I grabbed my backpack out of the back seat, put the purse around my wrist and walked up the pathway to the front steps of the house. I insert the key, turn it, then turn the knob. I walk in. I starting making myself comfortable after putting my things down, taking the clothes downstairs to wash, and opening my spanish and japanese books to start my homework. About 20 minutes later, my sister called and asked, "hey where's mom @?" I go, "i have no idea. What's up?" "Nothin'... just kinda studying, you know. I'll probably be up until about 12". About 10 minutes later, my mom walks in.... I say, "hey ma! Sonja JUST called and she wants you to call 'er back". After a while, we sit down and she notices something silver in my mouth. she goes..."what is that? i thought i saw something silver shining because of the light. open your mouth." I go,"hmmm?" "open your mouth, girl. I know i saw somethin'..." "Mom, don't scream. DONT scream, okay?" "I won't, i won't." So I finally open my mouth and show her. She goes, "oh lord... mmmm mmm mmm". So then she started asking me all these questions about why i got it, did it hurt, did the guy wear gloves, blah blah blah. After that she didn't say anything else. We watched tv and I continued to do my homework and wash clothes until about 9pm. Every thing was still going well, even though she did seem a bit disappointed. I wasn't on the road for more than 5 minutes and I was pulled over... GrrreAT! I got 2 f*cking tickets... one for expired plates(which is not true), and two for going 40 in a 30. I'm telling you, I thought the speed limit was 35. Ne way, he said, "look.... I looked it up in the system and it says your plates were expired since August of '02. Just go to court!" I Was Pissed OFF. I was so angry. I finally got back on the road and started to cry because I was so MAD. So I got online and started talking to bobby. he told me to go outside and check my plates.. I went out there And guess what they said? '0 f*cking 5 Biotches!!! I run back up the steps, IM him again and tell him what they said. "As for the other ticket, i have a cop friend and I can probably take care of that for you." I felt SO much better after that conversation. For one, I stopped crying. And two, I was a little more optimistic about the whole situation and stopped worrying about the bastard of a cop. For that whole situation, I asked myself if I was going to let myself get upset about stupid shyt like this anymore? ...HELL NO.