My day today has had more ups and downs than the results of a polygraph test. It began this morning, when I was on my way to the park-and-ride And I was stopped and given a ticket by a dumb man in a policeman outfit. He came up to my window and told me I was speeding and he was going to give me a ticket. Then, after he came back to my window to hand it to me, he said to me, "are you really 6" tall?" To which I answered, "yes I am." And then he proceeded to tell me how he was 6"4 and he hated being tall. Did I hate being tall, He asked. Then, trying to play nice cop, and turning on the charm he said , "Wow, are those real diamonds?" about a big fake ring I was wearing.

Any decent policeman knows you respond to flirting in the begining before giving a speeding ticket, and not after when you have absolutely no chance. Dumb policemen, what shall we do with them?

Anyway, I was half an hour late to my first class. On the other hand, I had my first International Law class today, and I'm so excited.

And then I was 10min late to work because of traffic. I swear I hate it. Despise it.
And now I am just here. But I think the reason for my subltle hapiness throughout the day is because I began a new novel the day before yesterday, but I really got into it last night and I think because I had a chance to sleep on it and let the story line sink in, its made me happy somehow, I know it has. Weird isn't it? I think I live vicariously through novel characters. Sad but true. Although I hope to be getting my own life in the next few years.