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this has to be the worse beginning to a thanksgiving break ever....
oh where to begin? Monday sounds like a good place to start. The day was going perfectly fine until i got a ticket. A TICKET! but not in my car, oh no, i got it RIDING MY BIKE! how the hell does someone get a ticket from LA-fucking-PD on their bike? beats the hell out of me. I was biking to class minding my own business when i see a group of cops standing on the sidewalk. One of them already has another person pulled over and another is walking towards me as i pass. The cop then proceeds to pull me over and tell me that he is giving me a ticket for riding on the wrong side of the road. what the fuck?!? i almost laughed at him. first off, i was in a bike lane. secondly, there is no way to get across the street from that point until you reach the intersection (which was just 10 feet away). so there i was standing there while the cop takes my license and proceeds to write me a ticket. The girl next to me who was also getting a ticket (there were like 5 cops stopping people as they went by) was giving the cop so much shit for it and they deserved it. who gives people on bikes a ticket? no better yet, who gives college kids on bikes tickets around a college campus??? We're in compton, go stop drug deals or drive bys not kids on bikes! does LAPD have nothing better to do???
ugh, whatever. im over it. im going to go challenge it in court cause i know the cop wont show up and there is no way in hell that im paying for it. its just so retarded.
after that happened, i didn't even go to class i was so angry. i just came back and started my paper and everything went relatively ok until this afternoon when my mom ims me to inform that bridget had another meltdown and left to go to the albas. wonderful. so i told mom to just let her calm down and she'll come back and everything will be fine for when they come out here tomorrow. and i thought that would be the end of it. oh no. so jo and i go over to see miguel and bridgett (miguel's gf) and we all end up going to see national treasure (basically a giant rip off of Da Vinci Code) when during the movie bridget calls me crying. so there i am in the middle of the movie theater lobby yelling at my whole family to stop fighting and get over it from half way across the country. how am i suppose to mediate my family when im not even in the same state? and now im not even sure when/if my whole family is even coming out here at all.
this is turning out to be the worst break ever and all i wanted to do was take a break from the stress of school and go home. none of which is happening. all i want is to be home in my own bed with a home cooked meal. thank god amanda lives here and ill be spending thanksgiving with her family cause i dont know what i would do if they weren't out here.
alright, as jo and miguel would say- i need to stop being bitter and get over it. hopefully everything will turn out fine....well see.
oh where to begin? Monday sounds like a good place to start. The day was going perfectly fine until i got a ticket. A TICKET! but not in my car, oh no, i got it RIDING MY BIKE! how the hell does someone get a ticket from LA-fucking-PD on their bike? beats the hell out of me. I was biking to class minding my own business when i see a group of cops standing on the sidewalk. One of them already has another person pulled over and another is walking towards me as i pass. The cop then proceeds to pull me over and tell me that he is giving me a ticket for riding on the wrong side of the road. what the fuck?!? i almost laughed at him. first off, i was in a bike lane. secondly, there is no way to get across the street from that point until you reach the intersection (which was just 10 feet away). so there i was standing there while the cop takes my license and proceeds to write me a ticket. The girl next to me who was also getting a ticket (there were like 5 cops stopping people as they went by) was giving the cop so much shit for it and they deserved it. who gives people on bikes a ticket? no better yet, who gives college kids on bikes tickets around a college campus??? We're in compton, go stop drug deals or drive bys not kids on bikes! does LAPD have nothing better to do???
ugh, whatever. im over it. im going to go challenge it in court cause i know the cop wont show up and there is no way in hell that im paying for it. its just so retarded.
after that happened, i didn't even go to class i was so angry. i just came back and started my paper and everything went relatively ok until this afternoon when my mom ims me to inform that bridget had another meltdown and left to go to the albas. wonderful. so i told mom to just let her calm down and she'll come back and everything will be fine for when they come out here tomorrow. and i thought that would be the end of it. oh no. so jo and i go over to see miguel and bridgett (miguel's gf) and we all end up going to see national treasure (basically a giant rip off of Da Vinci Code) when during the movie bridget calls me crying. so there i am in the middle of the movie theater lobby yelling at my whole family to stop fighting and get over it from half way across the country. how am i suppose to mediate my family when im not even in the same state? and now im not even sure when/if my whole family is even coming out here at all.
this is turning out to be the worst break ever and all i wanted to do was take a break from the stress of school and go home. none of which is happening. all i want is to be home in my own bed with a home cooked meal. thank god amanda lives here and ill be spending thanksgiving with her family cause i dont know what i would do if they weren't out here.
alright, as jo and miguel would say- i need to stop being bitter and get over it. hopefully everything will turn out fine....well see.