Friendship, Life and Dangers of Halloween

So today's Halloween, Happy Halloween!

It might not be by the time I'm done with this and it's posted. (Started @ 11:55pm)

So there's been something bothering the hell out of me this week.

So me and one of my 'Friends' (I guess we aren't now?) got into a fight. Well an indirect fight. Well.. okay well she was mad at me cause I didn't do what she wanted to.

But you wouldn't do it too. When trying to get to a destination during a certain amount of time, would you take a ridiculously long route or the shorter route? They're both supposed to get there anyway.

Of course the shorter route, right? So what I don't get is why she has to be up my ass about this small issue. And think about, I'm responsible for the safty of a certain person, and I don't think transfering was a great idea since either of us had been there before. And supposely, according to my "peeps", I have a good sense of direction.

So I picked the closest thing to it. Which was a good route because it went straight to the place, save for some walking. The other route was to go up the subway line and come back down on a bus. Waste of time much?

So where the hell does she get the balls to get mad at me for not taking that route. Be fucking considerate, you might have to wait in Manhatten for four hours but other people, such as myself and the one I'm responsible for, has to be home at a certain time. So I clearly don't have fucking time for your dilly-daddling.

And guess what, when we fucking took that route she got fucking pissed. You know what, by then I had already had enough of that shit. I could tell she was pissed when we got on the downtown 6 train. And I'm sure as hell she could tell I was pissed when we first got on the uptown W train.

And it wasn't even a long walk from the station to the restuarant. It was only three avenues. Fucking hell, like 6 blocks? And she wanted to take a bus?! There wasn't a bus stop in sight! God forbid we have listened to her. Shit, yo.

And it wasn't like she planned this fucking trip. My friend that was treating us was. And the food was FREE. And that bitch had the audacity to say the food wasn't good?! That just wasn't right. Fucking beggers can't be choosers, and if they do choose, it should be in thought bubble. Disrespectful bitch.

I've lost all respect for her after this. Fuck it, I'm over it. It just bothers me if I don't bitch about it for a couple of days.

Whew, so :D

Halloween,.. this year was fucking scary.

It was the gang initiation day. And this year's target- girls. Scary.

There have been slashes. This shit is real. Two people (to my knowledge) have been killed.

That bothers me.

And it's not even the deaths, it's why people even WANT to join. I'm not sure. And I'm too scared to find out. Even I have my limits.

Is getting a job that hard that you need to survive like this? It probably is. But the methods are a bit macarbe.

Seriously. Doesn't it occur to them that they are killing someone's child, parent, lover,sibling? And taking revenge isn't even an option when dealing with these people.

Maybe this is something over my head but, if they were finacially fine, steady job, good community? And then they receive that ONE phone call from the hospital. Their kid, age of 10, still a baby, was murdered and raped. And for what? So some asshole could get into a gang?

Or maybe that was your wife of 13 years, slashed and gang raped by dumb 14 year olds that want to reckon with danger?

Or your dad, almost the age of 74, was beatened and stabbed so a couple of misfits want to play with guns and have "homies"?

Or that could've been you, driving home from work so you can go trick-or-treating for the first time with your two year old. So you can take your wife out for Valentine's Day. So you can make it before they started Christmas dinner, only to have some punkass shoot you, beat you down , take your money before you could even pull up in the drive way.

Some punkass that will drench in the glory of killing somebody for the first time in their life. Not even considering the fact that that child will NEVER go trick- or-treating with his dad. Not considering the fact that woman will NEVER know how much you loved her, to very extent of getting her that extremely expensive gold bracelet she's been eyeing for months, but never asked you for. Not considering the fact that you'll won't be able to be with the family in the Winter and NEVER being able to celebrate it because it was the day SOME MOTHER FUCKING PUNKASS DECIDED YOU WERE THE TARGET. THE DAY WHERE SOME PUNKASS WAS GOING TO EXCHANGED HIS LIFE SO HE COULD LOSE HIS FASTER. SOME MOTHER FUCKER THAT NEVER CONSIDERED THE FACT THAT HE FUCKED UP SOMEONE ELSE'S FAMILY SO HE COULD BE IN A GANG!

And I'm sure they know who they are because they took two lives yesterday. And I hope they would regret and feel the guilt until is eats at their sanity. And I hope that justice is served. And, Lord Jesus, I hope that people see that gangs aren't that great and really does take lives.

I hope you can take this perspective and think about it. Because reality really does hurt.

-Erica