End of the world? …nah.

May 21st. 2011. The world flew into a nervous wreck because some stupid, crazy religious nut job senile old man decided it was a good idea to throw the thought out there that God was going to kill everyone and said the exact time and date. Everywhere, people threw parties, ran around naked in plazas. Prayed their asses off. Selling off all their worldy possessions and closing down their shops and stores (Wait aren’t they the same thing?) Doing everything they could before the world ended.

I gatta admit, at first I was a little worried. What with all the catastrophies happening left and right around the world. But then my mom laughed and she said: “Nena (that means “girl” in spanish), if God wanted to destroy the world, he would just take us. The Bible clearly states that no one will know when it will happen. No one is supposed to know. So don’t believe that old fart. His brain has obviously turned to dust already.”
And then I felt better.

Apparently this old dude did the same thing like way back in 1997 or some shit. I think he’s just doing this for plublicity for his stupid Christian Radio talk show. Balls to him though. You’d have to have a nice big set of nuts to go this far with something. Now I bet everyone thinks he’s some crazy old coot and probably won’t believe him. It would be ironic though, if this turned out to be like the story of the boy who cried wolf. I’m really hoping is doesn’t. Maybe before I wouldn’t have cared. But I have too much to live for now. My life is just starting. It would be a shame if it was just taken from me. I don’t think God is THAT cruel….is he?

I woke up to see the world still intact. I took a shower and layed down for a while still. I was so tired from work the previous day. I had spent the majority fixing the problems of the people who worked there before me and boy was it tedious. I didn’t know what to do. Most of my friends had plans already and since I’m not the partying type, decided to just sit at home and play games on my PSP. I deserved to be lazy. Worked my ass off the past 2 weeks.

Anyway, I’m playing, and I get a call from my boyfriend who told me to get dressed and that he was coming to pick me up with his brother-in-law. So I get dressed and go outside and Jesus effing Christ, it was hot outside. We drive around for a bit and stop at a barber shop so his brother-in-law can get a haircut. I get out with my boyfriend, we walk around and just chill, you know? We ran into a friend of ours who was having a quaint barbecue with his family. Not ones wanting to butt into family affairs, we moved on after exchanging greetings. In an effort to get him to eat healthier, I suggested we go to a salad place. My boyfriend has bad eating habits and he’s been having chest trouble. But he whined about it and I gave up on it.
We kept wandering around aimlessly until we decided to eat at a chinese place called Food Wall. We ordered Sesame Seed chicken and an order of white rice. Man, was it fucking good. Time was ticking. It was only a few minutes before it was 6. I found that I was content with spending my last day eating the food that I loved so deeply. I thought to myself: “Fuck it. If I’m gonna die. I’ll die sitting here, eating one of my favorite foods.” I looked at my phone as the clock changed to 6:00PM.
But nothing happened.

I shoved the rest of the food down my mouth (lol I have a huuuge appetite), much to my boyfriend’s amusement and walked outside and stretched. I turned and looked at him and said: “Well, the world has ended. What should we do now?”
He smiles and puts at arm around me. “Let’s go to my sister’s house. We’ll stay up late, hang out, play games, eat lots of good food and screw the night away!”
I gave him a pat on the bum. “Sounds good to me!”
And off we went as the sun started to set. We hopped into his brother-in-law’s car when his haircut was finished and drove away.

The next day, we awoke. We played even more games. We went to a comics store which sold like….EVERYTHING. I wanted to buy everything. I shared a box of Pocky with my beloved, we went to eat Taco Bell. It was my frist time eating Taco Bell and it was good. I had a chicken burrito. There was white rice in it. That made me very happy because it was very tasty. Then we got back and spent the rest of the day playing the new zombie map pack on Call of Duty: BO.

It was such a fun weekend. I got myself all worked up because of the whole, world is gonna end bullshit. I don’t think God would tell us when he’s gonna nuke the planet. He wouldn’t deliberately make us suffer like that. Make us feel helpless knowing that we are all going to die. He would just do it. Without so much as a warning. That’s the best way he can do it. Like killing an animal and putting it out of it’s misery. You’d do it fast because you wouldn’t want the poor thing to feel any pain.

The world? Ending? Not in this lifetime.

‘Till next time.

~ Jaz