Well, I finally went egging, TP'ing and shaving-creaming.
It was a blast. 8D

So, I go to my friend Dee's house about one-thirty, where I edited an essay she had to write and I printed out some homework of my own.
Then we went out shopping for glow sticks and found none, so we went and rented a couple of horror movies from the library. At about 6:30, we finally went out to meet up at the pizzaria with a couple of our other friends, which were the same friends from last year.
On the way to said pizzaria, I stole four pieces of candy (which was for the trick or treaters) from Dee's house and proceeded to get the best sugar high of my life. I was literally jumping in the streets and laughing my ass off at nothing. NOTHING. I wish I had a video of it, I was acting like SUCH an IDIOT. I even started singing a Halloween song in French, it was great.
So after meeting up and getting loaded full of food and soda, we went out with the gang and wandered around the neighborhood, egging houses, throwing toilet paper in trees, and drawing dicks on car hoods and telephone poles with shaving cream (the guys, obviously).
A little background: every year, around Halloween, the gangs of NY threaten to do their initiations, which is when they slash and rape people.
The thing that made the night terrifying and thrilling at the same time was the fact that this year they were supposed to be actually going through with it.
I think they were, it'd explain why we kept hearing ambulence sirens around the park. Plus, the usual pig cars (cop cars) were roaming around looking for people like us.

Anyway, we decided to egg our old school since we hate the name change. I PROMISE that I only got a cheap plastic banner and that I DID feel a little guilty about it afterwords.
There's a sign outside the rectory that's next to the school, but since it's got the school's old name on it they covered it up with another, quote, "mad ghetto" cheap plastic banner.
Someone kept saying that the school installed cameras outside. The convo went like this:

Jorge: Dude, they installed cameras outside the school now.
Marci: Seriously?
Me: Get real. The school's too cheap to get a new SIGN, you think they're gonna get fucking security cameras?

Obviously, it wasn't true. After the dirty deed was done, we left the scene of the crime in what would've been a hurry if my friend (not telling who) hadn't been lagging (she was SO MAD at us for not just the school, but everything we'd been doing that night) behind, mostly because she'd been in heels since five in the morning. She left before the following events happened.
We ran around the block and came to a spot about a block and a half from Dee's, and the guys plus Vivi (another friend) decided to spray shaving cream on a parked car. Vivi just did half the windshield, and the guys drew a HUGE dick on the hood. While they were in the middle of it, I saw a cop car coming around the corner.

Me: *hissing loudly* COPS. *starts walking away calmly-ish*
Lady in House: *sees them doing the shaving cream* HEY! DO YOU KNOW WHOSE CAR THAT IS? I'M GONNA CALL THE COPS! LOOK, THEY'RE RIGHT THERE!
Guys: OH SHIT!

At that point, I just BOLTED. Screw our What To Do When We See Cops plan from earlier that said we should walk calmly. I RAN around the block and didn't stop till I reached Dee's house. Our group had split in two, and when I got to the house my half all ran in her backyard and started calling and texting the others. Dee was with us, so she let us in and we were inside the house as well as out sitting on the stoop. When the others finally got to the house:

David: I hopped the ILLEST fence.
Jorge: Word, the cops were chasing us and we had to hop over fences in backyards and shit. I was like, "DAVID!!!" and I hopped a fence and landed on his toe.
Me: I have never been more scared and excited in my life.

Dee said she knew the lady in the house from church, so she went up and changed out of her basketball/nerd costume and into all black so that if she saw the lady again she could say it wasn't her. Except for the two younger kids (I'm talking only two years, okay? One of them acts mad older anyway), we all looked like freaking ninjas (badass).
So we keep running around the neighborhood for a while, throwing eggs (Jorge actually hit a moving bus dead center on a side window) and shit, and somehow we ended up back around Dee's house. Two of the guys were all, "Oh, let's go to the park" and the rest were all, "NO WAY I'M NOT GETTING SLASHED" (gang initiation, remember?). We got split into two groups again when we saw a group of all guys and got scared....my group was all girls plus one guy. We agreed to meet up at the pizzaria again, where the guys gave us some free food and drinks.
When the second group got there:

Me: Dude, getting chased by the cops and now this shit....awesome.
Jorge: That's nothing, I ran from cops in Colombia and they shot at me 'cause they thought I was the guy they were looking for....they were on motorcycles. If you ever see a guy on a motorcycle in Colombia and they say '______' (forgot the word), they're selling drugs.

After, we went back to Dee's house and watched the movies. More tomorrow, maybe.