Of course I have to write about this. Something exciting finally happened in my life. Well, not really exciting I guess. Just something that was bound to happen sooner or later.

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I love driving in New Jersey. I love how there's hardly any traffic at all. Or if there is, I never experienced it because I work the night shift, and by the time I'm on the road, almost everyone else is resting at their houses.

What would you do if you hardly see any car driving on the road alongside you? What would you do if the roads are all so smooth and paved?

I did what every kid my age would do. Speed, that is. I was speeding along Interstate 295, driving way beyond the assigned speed limit. Way, way beyond. DOn't ask how much way beyond that was or you'll have a heart attack.

I had it coming. Being that I never, ever got pulled over in all my one year of driving experience here in New Jersey, I was confident that if I ever get pulled over by a cop, he would just probably give me a warning because, after all, I have a clean driving slate. I mean, I was so confident because my brother got pulled over twice for speeding and he never, ever got a ticket yet. And so here I was thinking, I could pull the same thing.

Boy was I wrong!

I saw the police car before he even saw me. I tried to slow down, but then I was still going too fast. And so the cop saw me. And he quickly pulled me over before I could even utter I'm sorry.

I had practiced so many scenarios in my head if ever a cop would pull me over for speeding, but for the life of me, I couldn't act out any of those scenarios. I could only stare at him helplessly as he asked where I was going, and if I was aware that I was driving over the speed limit.

I could only look at him with an innocent look on my face , and say, "I was?"

Of course that innocent look didn't work at all. It didn't even faze the cop.

I didn't even try to plead my case because I was so scared. I mean, the cop looked like he was going to eat me alive. Hayyy.

Maybe he was in a bad mood that time. And he was looking for someone to share his bad mood with. Or something. Because with no forgiveness from him, he gave me a ticket.

How do you say fuck in different languages?

Grr!

I know I deserve it anyway. ANd i know sooner or later it was really bound to happen. After all, everyone says I drive too fast.

Now I have to attend a court hearing on June 15 to plead my case. As if I could plead my case. I can only hope I don't get points. Hayy..

Gulp. gulp.

I am looking at a whopping $400 fine. Waah! I wanna cry!