its a fervent dislike

prolly the number one thing that i hate about teenagers is their tendency to live by weekends. i was thinking about this as i was driving to pick up my sister at 10 30 at night. and i was tired and had had a stressful day and no one was driving around me, then suddenly this wimp stick red car goes speeding past me and a kid in the back seat sticks his head way out the window and tries to see who i am. so what goes on inside of the kids heads when they go racing down the street with several passengers? <--- thats it. nothing. they think about the feel they get when they go fast. they think about the girls or guys they want to impress. they think about nothing that really matters in the long run. ill tell you what they dont think about. they dont think about the canal that is coming up that crosses under the street. they dont think about the fact that the only thing between them and drowning in the disgusting water is two cement poles with yellow and black stripes on them. they dont think about the possibility that a cop might be around the corner. they dont think about the mother who has her baby asleep in the back seat, tired and just wanting to get home, who might be in the way of their joy ride down brown. they dont think about the fraility of the lives that they are carrying in the car. one artery severed, one rib cage crushed, one neck broken. humans aren't invincible. i dont care what the alcohol tells you. and i think God has mercy on a lot of the teenagers in the world. i'm surprised my school still has such a large student body. because after so many times of speeding down the road, getting high at your friends house, and just doing outright stupid things, most of the kids still show up to school on monday morning. and do we really deserve it? will the reckless ever change? do they realize that if they arent doing any good in this world, they are doing bad? maybe God helps us for the mothers. God feels the pain of the mothers, and although the kids do stupid things, the mothers does pray that jimmy comes home sometime sunday morning. they hope that sarah doesnt need to go to rehab. they wish that weekends weren't the only thing that their kids looked forward to and that maybe one kid at school would provide a house to hang out at, free of drugs and porn and alcohol and stupid drivers. i wish more kids had a place like that. its a serious pet peeve of mine. teenagers and their one track minds. its a pity that kids arent like the kids back before the flappers. back before teens decided, "hey. im a person. i can choose. i can choose what i want. and i will choose it cuz mom says i cant." rebellion is retarded. driving fast is dangerous. and i hope God has mercy on me when i make mistakes. and when my children make mistakes. and when their children make mistakes. and maybe someday the kids around here will learn by example. maybe joe wont come to school on monday. and everyone will go a little bit slower next time they drive down brown road.