Racism

FUCKIN' SHIT.
First of all, I'm pissed because somebody deleted some pictures in my camera.
Including: Moe trying to teach me how to parallel park; half of the Philippine Day parade; and some very important fuckin' pictures... skdjgslourewgklfahgakdlgaihrfaskhauir Fuck.
DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This weekend was good though, but my friends and I had to deal with racism.

Even if I am a Filipino, I realize the segregation between the Blacks and the Whites. Even 'til this day, some people still follow stereotypes until no ends. It's fuckin' stupid. Really? Shit you see on TV is not how like everybody acts. Just because they're Black doesn't mean that they'll start trouble. Just because they're White doesn't mean that they think like that of Blacks, or any other race. Blah blah..

So, my friends and I went to this outdoor party. It was in the middle of nowhere, literally; woodlands and all that. Fuckin' bundoks. People just trying to have fun. Everybody was just playing beer-pong. So, one of my friends suggested to play some music. She started up my homegirl's car, and plugged in her iPod. A few moments later, somebody took the keys out of the car, and threw it somewhere. Everybody was freakin' out. Shit, I would've went crazy if somebody took my keys, too. We eventually found it. It was evident that somebody intentionally took it out of the car. If people didn't want us to be there, they should've just told us that.

I was not intoxicated. I had a little E & J before we got there, and I had a beer. I wasn't delusional or anything. HAHA. Anywho, I heard these White boys talking about, 'shootin' Niggas.' I understand that they were drunk, but come on. WTF?

The owner called somebody to kick us out. It was just stupid crazy. The 'bouncer' said that the owner had told him that my friends were going to start trouble. Crazy. The 'bouncer' was asking us for money because he thought we were drinking the owner's beer. We weren't. We brought our own.

Long story, short. I had to drive because I didn't trust my homegirl driving drunk. She already drives like she's drunk when she's sober. Lol. Nobody knows what the fuck could've happened if I let her drive, and I wasn't trying to find out. I didn't want to take that risk, so I insisted to drive. Even if I don't have my license, I still drove because it's better to stay alive. Duh! By the way, I ran over a possum; that's when you know you're in the Bumblefuck.

We moved to my homeboy's house, and blah blah. They played beer-pong, and I was freaking out about some bullshit. Lol. An excess amount of drinking beer can cause weight-gain; not for me.