Cop Magnet

OK. So, it's 9:45 pm and I'm trying to get back to the dorms before it gets too late. After driving for 2 hours, I'm a little (lot) impatient. When I see Aberdeen right there, it was like, calling to me. You're almost home. You're almost home. It beckoned me. Increasing my speed, I came closer and closer to my destination. It felt so good, yet I was still so far away. The closer I got, the slower I seemed to be going. I looked down to see that I was traveling at a whopping 100 miles per hour. At night. In the dark. EEKKK!! How silly is it that in the day time, when I can see deer and cops, I tend to only allow myself to go 75 at the most, but at night, when a deer on a motorcycle could hit me and pull me over before I knew what happened, I am exceeding the posted speed limit by 35!!
"Freakin' A!!" I look in my rearveiw mirror, to see the scariest thing in my life. A cop in hot pursuit of....Me!! Unless you have experienced it, you do not know the feeling of seeing flashing lights in your mirror. Its like, taking a bite of an apple to see half a worm left while bouncing down a marble staircase on your head when you have a migriane. Not fun.
So, anyway, ten minutes later, when I got back in my car, I had now, in my possession, a ticket for Brown County, complete with my name, car, and descriptions of us both. There was a line at the bottom where I had signed, promising to appear in court. AHHHHHH!!!!! I called Daniel when I got to my room. Needless to say I wasn't about to whip out my phone while driving!
After a restless night, and a week in which I managed to forget about what happened, I made my way to the brown county courthouse. The dude who gave me directions was awesome. To get the full effect, imagine Crush from Finding Nemo narrating in the following dialogue:

Me: Do you know how to get to the courthouse?

Crush: Whoa!! Do I ever!! Which part do you need to go to?

Me: I have to go to court for some traffic thing.

Crush: Well then you need to go to the police station.

Me: Do you know where that is?

Crush: Oh yeah! I've been to them both lots of times. You go right down this highway for 5 blocks, ok. Then, you turn and go right for 2 blocks. Then you're gonna see the police station, or the "municipal building". You wanna go to the top floor to the magistrate court. Now you have two choices. You can use the stairs or the elevator.

Me: *smiling* OK. Thanks!

Crush: Good luck man!

So, I got where I was going, and after sitting for way to freaking long, was made to pay a fine of $119 dollars, by Oct 27th, and also to complete 5 hours of community service. Christina just cannot believe that me, of all people, had to go to court. Lots of our friends have been there, but they are like, pot smoking alcoholics with kleptomania. I'm just a good little girl, with good grades and a nice boyfriend. Pretty damned ironic, if you ask me. Anyway, so I calmed down, and its all over. No more worrying.

Except for the fact that I suffer from paranoia. Every time I saw a cop, or heard a siren, or anything like that, I would freak out. It was not cool. By last night though, I had started to calm down a little bit. So I was brave enough to venture out on the streets after dark again. On the way back from Walmart, where I insisted we go only to find I didn't have my checkbook, Felicia decides she wants to go to McDonald's, and so I pull in. a cop comes from the other direction and pulls in behind me. As jumpy as I was, I wasn't even the first one to notice. But then I was thinking "Wouldn't it be just my luck for her to pull me over?" So on goes the lights. The lights, nooooo....Not the lights again!!!!!!Good thing I had 4 good friends in the car or I would have had a complex. Turns out that she stopped me for only having my parking lights on instead of my headlights (I hadn't turned the knob far enough.) Not so bad. But freaking A! It's like they are after me!!!! I would start walking everywhere, but a couple of my friends got pulled over when they were walking! Damn college students!