My Third Life

It was just one ordinary Friday afternoon for me. A day that I always look forward to, but not until yesterday (July 11, 2008).

I'm always in a hurry, always taking the shortcut. Afraid that I will miss something good. I've been like this for such a long time.

That afternoon, I immediately went out of the office. Carrying my huge green bag that I always bring everytime I go home (in Batangas). After buying some medicine, I went straight to the station because it's a Friday. As expected, a lot of passengers were already there waiting but luckily I got the seat beside the sliding door which means that I can take a nap while on the road. The van was overloaded but honestly, I didn't care. All I want was to go home.

I was asleep for atleast an hour. I woke up when we reached Tagaytay which I always do to see a glimpse of the sunset while listening to Switchfoot. Haha. That sounds corny. I know but it feels great. As we're getting near, another van from behind went ahead of us. That's when our driver started to speed things up. It's either he has LBM or he felt really bad that we were left behind even if we got off first. I will never forget the part where we're about to bump into the truck! I've never been scared like that in my entire life. Knowing that you can die at that moment. My head was spinning and some blood was dropping from my right hand. After the car crash, I hurriedly went out fearing it will explode. I was the first to get out and thank God, nobody died.

The front part of the van after the accident.

That is where I was seated.

From now on, I will surely take more of my time and ride the bus instead. I don't want to die young. This accident was the second time this year. Check my previous post named "Class O5A Summer Reunion", that was the first. Whew!