Rules, Rules, Rules

I'm a rule person. I always have been. But I don't like it. I want to be able to bend, and sometimes snap the rules. I have a love/hate relationship with rules. There is always a tension within me.
I think keeping the rules is an indication of respect; respect for oneself, others, possibly establishment. Though inside, I have a tendency to be anti establishment. While obeying all the rules, I wonder what the purposes of the rules are. And then what are my reasons for following the rules. Is it about appearances? What will people think of me?
Maybe it is all about image. I know that I want people to know that I'm law abiding, respectful, trustworthy, but that I still mark my own trail. I want to be interesting. I want life to be interesting. Sometime I would like something interesting to happen to me. Can it, when I follow all the rules, all the time.