I was supposed to post a decent entry last night but we were too busy a household trying to calm Hailey down. She had been crying for more than three hours straight and we were frantic. Tarangtang taranta kami. We didn’t know what to do. Napapaiyak na ‘ko sa awa. Her face was turning blue sa kasisigaw. By 11, we decided to bring her to the hospital.

Bad stomach. Kabag lang daw. Phew!

If her crying last night was a showing of how much she would cry when she leaves, shit. I won’t be able to hold down my own tears.

Earlier yesterday morning, I left the house in search of the city post office. I was sent a notice weeks ago about a package I had to pick up. Problem is, I didn’t know where the post office exactly was. I rode a bus to East Avenue, and by luck I guess, I chose to get down on the right intersection. Then, I just rode a pedicab to the post office along NIA Road (home to various government office complex, and… a thriving slum community).

What was the package? A stuffed toy!! What the hell, I thought. But then, it was from National Geographic. Why they didn’t just deliver the package directly to our house, I don’t know. Hassle!

Later in the afternoon, I accompanied my mom to her PT at Heart center. While she was there though, I went to the computer shop to pick my reformatted and repaired PC. I’m glad to have it back. Even though I’ve lost much of the withdrawal, I still feel sad over the loss of all my files. I was re-assembling my PC later on, and I was really frustrated. There were so many wires and they were all tangled up! Serves me right for not being content with a simple PC.

After Mama’s PT, we went to SM and watched The Day After Tomorrow.

It didn’t offer anything new in the armaggeddon genre, except I guess for the actual global warming-induced super storm idea that turned half the world into ice. At first, the only things that captured me were the stunning visual effects. The movie was numb. The loss of countless human lives felt negligible. I felt so apathetic at the destruction of Los Angeles and New York City. And, again, the Hollywood habit of focusing global tragedies on America alone was there. I wouldn’t have felt too apathetic if they showed how the rest of the world suffered. What the hell happened to Europe? To Asia? To other parts of the world? These questions were left unanswered. Towards the latter half of the film, when the movie started to focus on the lives of a certain group of individuals, when half the world had turned cold, it started to have a heart after all. But it wasn’t warm enough for me.

I loved the part when the American government suddenly turned humble and asked for forgiveness for all the bossing around they did. Haha. If only that would happen in real life, maybe we would be living in a much, much more peaceful world.

Oh, and if in case the same thing that happened in the movie happens for real, thank God the Philippines would be spared from turning into ice! It can be securing to live near the equator sometimes. Haha.

Bikoy’s rating: 6/10

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