It's Friday Night, Let's go Crash a Party

Halloween night has to be one of the biggest party nights of the year. This year, Halloween was on a Friday night which made it an even bigger party night. I knew of a couple Halloween parties this year but there was one party that everyone seemed to be talking about. I knew going into it that there was going to be a lot of people but when there was a line going out the door when I arrived I knew it was going to be a long night.
At first when I walked in the door it was like high school reunion. Everybody from my class (2008) and the class before (2007) seemed to be in the living room. It was so crowded you could barley make your way through the house. (After a while this can be rather annoying but at least I knew everyone I was bumping into.) And so the night went on the the number of people at the party grew and pretty soon there was people literally everywhere. There had to be a hundred people in the house. I believe the only reason the police weren't called was because it was Halloween and everyone and their mom was having a party that night.
Before I knew it as I looked around there was no familiar faces. Who were all these people? There was even a kid there that looked to be twelve years old. This is a house full of college kids in costumes and suddenly there was gang bangers in baggy pants. Where were their costumes? Did they not get the memo that it was a Halloween costume party? Somebody invited the wrong crowd. Unfortunately these were not the type of kids you just walk up to and say something unless you'd like to get jumped by all their homies. I've gone to school and been around these types of kids my whole life, and I've found it's better to just shake your head and look the other way. And so that's what everyone did at first, but when you mix alcohol with people violence is a common consequence.
The party crashers in no costumes soon started acting up and doing things they were not invited to do. So the friends and owners of the house told them to leave. You can't just come to someones house and expect to do a line on the living room table without someone saying something. What happened to respect? This is not a word in those kids minds because not only do they start fights at houses they're not welcome at, they can't even fight fair.
As soon as the fighting erupted chaos broke loose. The lights were suddenly flipped on and everyone was running in different directions. Where were all my friends? I saw some of them running here and there but the situation quickly escalated and I thought it would be best to leave. Outside was even more of a riot. Cars were speeding off in every direction, people were throwing beer bottles at the house, people were fighting, jumping fences, it was madness.
As I called all my friends trying to make sure they were okay I learned that a few people had been beaten with a baseball bat. One unlucky kid ended up in critical condition in the hospital. He can't remember his own family. Another had his back broken with the bat.
This sort of thing has always baffled me. Did those people think they were proving something when they were beating the memory out of someone with a metal bat? Do they think that's what makes a man? In my opinion, those kids are cowards. They walk in uninvited like they're tough shit and start a fight, and then have to use knives and bats cause they can't even fight with their fists. I have no respect for those people and take comfort in knowing that karma is coming their way.

Revelation

I have to be one the worlds biggest procrastinators. So why not blog about it? Every single time an assignment is handed to me I think I'm going to start on it soon and get it over with. Does that ever happen? Rarely.
What do I honestly do with my time that makes it so difficult to get some work done? I have a job but honestly that doesn't take up enough of my time to be a legitimate excuse. Well, I also go to school, but unfortunately that is my worst area of procrastination. I really like school and I like being there it's just the outside time that I have to balance a little better. I've tried so many different ways to prevent myself from procrastinating but it seems to creep up on me every time.
I wonder if anyone else in the world is the same way as me or if I'm just plain lazy. I'd like to think more than that of myself, but I think at times I am nothing more than a big pile of lazy.
Even with this simple blog assignment I have trouble keeping focus. Two blogs a week is really not much to ask. I even enjoy writing. I think my issue here is coming up with things to write about. I think I'm thinking to hard about it. My blog could be an excellent opportunity to get some of these thoughts out of my head. Writing can be very therapeutic, I know, but I think when it's assigned writing is when I'm completely turned off to it. As ridiculous as that sounds it's the best way I can describe it. So from now on I'm going to just pretend this blog is a journal and I'm going to make my entries about my life. If I talk about the things that happened to me personally and what I think about them then I don't think I'll ever run out of things to talk about.
Too bad I didn't think of this sooner! See what happens? I sit down and write a blog and now I have tons of ideas. Funny how that works.