If Jesus Saves.....Why Did He Ask Me For A Dollar?

Yesterday I attended the MCR concert in NYC at Terminal 5. While waiting in line I met some cool people from Deleware, and a church van passed us up with a sign someone drew that said "Jesus Loves You". It was hilarious and prompted a pretty good conversation about religion. MCR put on one hell of a show but the crowd was terrible. I have nothing against teeny boppers but they need to be schooled on proper moshing etiquette. By the 2nd band it was me, Eric, and Evan doing crowd control and picking up everybody who kept falling. It was totally worth it, but next time I see them I might be hanging in the back of the crowd. I missed my bus home so I had to take the bus to Passaic and grab a cab home. On my walk to the taxi spot I saw one of my friends I used to go to church with. He gave me a sob story and asked me for a dollar before realizing who I was. I gave him a dollar and jumped in the cab home. On the drive home I wondered what had happened to him. He was one of the good ones at church and how did he ended up like that. I was never into church like he was, and I strayed away after a while. I don't know sometimes, but I do know my life is where I want it to be right now. Good friends, good music, and good times. True I am missing some things, but those can wait for now. Well that's all for now. Laterz people.