i had traffic school today. i went to bed at 3, woke up at 5:50, and waited outside in line at 6:40 til they opened the doors at 7. as i wrote in a previous entry, it's the traffic school part of the ticket that i hate more than the fine itself. 8 hours of sitting cramped inside a court room with 100 other traffic violators. it was kinda like sitting in traffic, only with no place to go...and no place to cry.

Reed Berry "The Traffic Guy"

my instructor was one of the funniest people i have ever met in my life. he was so sarcastic and witty thoughout the WHOLE day! it really felt like he was doing stand-up comedy 70% of the time. i mean, how do you crack jokes (really funny ones!) about traffic laws and safety rules? *shrug* he was doing it. he was seriously so good that i took down his info so that i could recommend him to future law breakers who need to take traffic school. and call me crazy but i did learn alot about traffic violations and new 2005 laws. for example, did you know that you can park on yellow curbs after 6 and all day on sundays? they're actually supposed to be for commercial vehicles but they're not enforced during the evening. that could save you alotta parking trouble. here's another one. did you know that for every point you get for getting a ticket, your insurance goes up $300 every year for three years?
don't get me wrong. traffic school sucked! i never wanna do that crap again. but it really wasn't as bad as it could have been...since i had "The Traffic Guy."



i think for the first time in a long time, i don't have any particular cravings for a specific genre of music. i usually go though cyclic phases of all my mp3s but these days, i'm just putting anything into my winamp just to kill the silence. it's a bit similar to my desiring of God. we all know that music is a beautiful and powerful thing that gives so much life to so many plain things. what would movies be like without music? how would our car rides feel without our radios and cds? what would sunday services be like without singing? but for me to not enjoy music shows that there's something wrong with me. it doesn't make any sense for me to not WANT to listen to some sort of melody. very much so, God who is infinitely awesome and wondrous (and the very creator of music) deserves that much more of my attention and crave. when i do not desire Him, there is something terribly wrong with me. it doesn't make sense that i don't have a passion for God. it's like chang's steak analogy. if steak tastes bad, it isn't a problem with the steak. it's a problem with the grilling or the fire (or the lack of it). but just as i know that music is a beautiful thing and as i remember pleasureable experiences of it, i know that God too is very beautiful and desiring Him is indeed very pleasureable. i am indeed a creature that is prone to wander, so prone to forget. Psalm 42:1-"As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God." i want that desire again.

Thought of the Day: New bestfriend.
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