Not on my watch.
The morning of this day went by pretty retarded though.
So I was on the MRT this morning, early as usual, for my daily commute going to Cubao. I always have my earphones plugged in at this point so that I don't pass out right before the station I'm supposed to get off. My earphones are a pair of in-ear earphones designed to isolate and block out noise from external sources that are not apparently my music. I put them on, and to my surprise, I can still hear the unusually loud chatter from the crowd around me earlier. I turn around to see this guy talking loudly over the rest of the crowd. Immediately, I remove my earphones from my ears, and the first words that I hear were "...sagipin ninyo mga sarili ninyo. Totoo 'yan! Ayon sa Romans:13, verse..."
Ahh shit, there was an effing doomsday preacher inside the same cab i was in.
At this point, I'd usually just turn up the volume of my music to counter the noise, but this time I actually hit pause and listened for a bit.
I gotta give him credit from actually having balls large enough to speak in the middle of a crowd full of strangers, but I gotta say though, I beg to disagree with some of the stuff he said. Actually, I wanted to tell him that I've had enough doomsday crap for the last 3 days of my life. But I'd be a dick if I did that right then, so I just did what any other person would probably do: stare at him and listen.
I'm prepared to bet that if there wasn't any prediction of the world possibly ending this Friday, he wouldn't be "preaching" right now. And oh, based from what he was saying earlier, I'm supposed feel bad for those who actually don't believe in the same "God" as Roman Catholics do (meaning: Atheists, Agnostics, Muslims, Taoists...oh I'm sorry, probably EVERY OTHER RELIGION OUT THERE THAT ISN'T CHRISTIAN OR CATHOLIC), because their asses won't be "saved" come Friday.
Oh I'm sorry, say if I was born a Muslim (or of some other religion), and I don't believe in this doomsday shit/ I refuse to be converted to Christianity because of my strong belief in my faith, then no matter how much good deeds I do, my ass still won't be saved because I believe in a different God? That's like saying all Christians who repent minutes before the hour of doomsday, despite all the shit they might have done in their lives, still get to be saved just because they believe in God? For the record, there are Christians who actually attend mass every Sunday and give offerings and all, and yet outside the Church they barely live the lives they're supposed to live, and instead gamble, kill, all other nasty stuff they possibly do. On the other side of the scale, there are also people who might not be the most religious people on Earth, and yet live good lives.
Something's not right there.
I was itching to ask the guy earlier, "Bakit pa ako binuhay ng Diyos kung alam naman Niyang matapos ang labing-walong taon ng pamumuhay ko, magugunaw lang naman pala yung mundo?" Kung alam ko lang na mangyayari pala 'yun, mas pipiliin kong wag na lang pala mabuhay, sayang naman yung paghihirap ng magulang ko kung hindi rin naman pala ako makakatapos ng kolehiyo diba? I know I'm giving waaaay too many fucks here, but that really pissed me off this morning. I'm not dying until fulfill my fucking job to my family.
And what could possibly piss me off even more staying in the same cab with Mr. doomsday preacher? Oh, I dunno, maybe the fact that THE TRAIN DECIDED IT HAD ENOUGH AND JUST SHUT ITSELF DOWN in the middle of all his doomsday preaching. So much for waking up early for math class.
It gets worse.
I survive my way up to Katipunan, and finally make it to my trike. It passes under the bridge near Ministop going towards the northbound side of Katipunan. I look down, grab my money pouch, and start counting coins for the fare. We pass by the small road in between SM Blue and Katipunan, at full speed. A gunmetal gray 2010 Honda City's bumper was peeking out of it. Next second, IT FUCKING GETS IN THE WAY OF MY FUCKING TRIKE. My driver reacts fast enough to avoid us crashing on to it, making it barely around the corner. I could swear the car's bumper was so close to the trike that it's leading edge actually went into the spot where my right knee was a few seconds earlier. My driver decides shit just got too real and stops the trike to talk with the lady driver of the car. She passes us by without a word or glance. We eventually get ourselves close enough to the speeding car to gather enough unique details in case I find the same car again. PHI 922 plate #, gunmetal gray Honda City 2010 model top-of-the-line variant, Ateneo de Manila University sticker on the windshield. For argument's sake, the car's driver was at fault since during that moment, we (the trike) were on Katipunan Road itself, a major road, and they were in the alley going into Katipunan, which was a minor road. Driving policies state that right of way must be given to the vehicle on the major road, NOT the other way round. Kung tatanga-tanga ka, wag kang mandamay ng iba, diba? Pucha naman.
So now I actually owe my life and safety to the humble driver of my tricycle. If it wasn't for him, I'd probably be typing this inside my hospital room with countless life support systems attached to my body. I couldn't thank him enough for saving us both. I could've died at that moment, but I guess there's some divine reason I'm still here typing away on my keyboard.
That event right there led me to me reviving this tiny blog of mine today.
*Oh, if you're the person who owns the said car earlier, I'd like to have a little chat with you.
Ahh shit, there was an effing doomsday preacher inside the same cab i was in.
At this point, I'd usually just turn up the volume of my music to counter the noise, but this time I actually hit pause and listened for a bit.
I gotta give him credit from actually having balls large enough to speak in the middle of a crowd full of strangers, but I gotta say though, I beg to disagree with some of the stuff he said. Actually, I wanted to tell him that I've had enough doomsday crap for the last 3 days of my life. But I'd be a dick if I did that right then, so I just did what any other person would probably do: stare at him and listen.
I'm prepared to bet that if there wasn't any prediction of the world possibly ending this Friday, he wouldn't be "preaching" right now. And oh, based from what he was saying earlier, I'm supposed feel bad for those who actually don't believe in the same "God" as Roman Catholics do (meaning: Atheists, Agnostics, Muslims, Taoists...oh I'm sorry, probably EVERY OTHER RELIGION OUT THERE THAT ISN'T CHRISTIAN OR CATHOLIC), because their asses won't be "saved" come Friday.
Oh I'm sorry, say if I was born a Muslim (or of some other religion), and I don't believe in this doomsday shit/ I refuse to be converted to Christianity because of my strong belief in my faith, then no matter how much good deeds I do, my ass still won't be saved because I believe in a different God? That's like saying all Christians who repent minutes before the hour of doomsday, despite all the shit they might have done in their lives, still get to be saved just because they believe in God? For the record, there are Christians who actually attend mass every Sunday and give offerings and all, and yet outside the Church they barely live the lives they're supposed to live, and instead gamble, kill, all other nasty stuff they possibly do. On the other side of the scale, there are also people who might not be the most religious people on Earth, and yet live good lives.
Something's not right there.
I was itching to ask the guy earlier, "Bakit pa ako binuhay ng Diyos kung alam naman Niyang matapos ang labing-walong taon ng pamumuhay ko, magugunaw lang naman pala yung mundo?" Kung alam ko lang na mangyayari pala 'yun, mas pipiliin kong wag na lang pala mabuhay, sayang naman yung paghihirap ng magulang ko kung hindi rin naman pala ako makakatapos ng kolehiyo diba? I know I'm giving waaaay too many fucks here, but that really pissed me off this morning. I'm not dying until fulfill my fucking job to my family.
And what could possibly piss me off even more staying in the same cab with Mr. doomsday preacher? Oh, I dunno, maybe the fact that THE TRAIN DECIDED IT HAD ENOUGH AND JUST SHUT ITSELF DOWN in the middle of all his doomsday preaching. So much for waking up early for math class.
It gets worse.
I survive my way up to Katipunan, and finally make it to my trike. It passes under the bridge near Ministop going towards the northbound side of Katipunan. I look down, grab my money pouch, and start counting coins for the fare. We pass by the small road in between SM Blue and Katipunan, at full speed. A gunmetal gray 2010 Honda City's bumper was peeking out of it. Next second, IT FUCKING GETS IN THE WAY OF MY FUCKING TRIKE. My driver reacts fast enough to avoid us crashing on to it, making it barely around the corner. I could swear the car's bumper was so close to the trike that it's leading edge actually went into the spot where my right knee was a few seconds earlier. My driver decides shit just got too real and stops the trike to talk with the lady driver of the car. She passes us by without a word or glance. We eventually get ourselves close enough to the speeding car to gather enough unique details in case I find the same car again. PHI 922 plate #, gunmetal gray Honda City 2010 model top-of-the-line variant, Ateneo de Manila University sticker on the windshield. For argument's sake, the car's driver was at fault since during that moment, we (the trike) were on Katipunan Road itself, a major road, and they were in the alley going into Katipunan, which was a minor road. Driving policies state that right of way must be given to the vehicle on the major road, NOT the other way round. Kung tatanga-tanga ka, wag kang mandamay ng iba, diba? Pucha naman.
So now I actually owe my life and safety to the humble driver of my tricycle. If it wasn't for him, I'd probably be typing this inside my hospital room with countless life support systems attached to my body. I couldn't thank him enough for saving us both. I could've died at that moment, but I guess there's some divine reason I'm still here typing away on my keyboard.
That event right there led me to me reviving this tiny blog of mine today.
*Oh, if you're the person who owns the said car earlier, I'd like to have a little chat with you.