some american religious sect had predicted that the world is going to end at 6pm their time, or 2am on may 22 here. i don't really believe them, but a part of me is scared. i mean, what if it turns out to be true?
my condo-mate back when i was living in Makati lent me her book, 'Einstein's Dreams' by Alan Lightman. i haven't returned the book, and i'm not done with it yet. and she hasn't been looking for it. hehe. anyway, it had a chapter on the end of the world. an excerpt can be found on my old friendster blog here. in the book, the end of the world is depicted as a somewhat peaceful transition, unlike the prediction for may 21. there's supposed to be earthquakes and the world will crumble and people will rupture, etc etc etc.
on the off chance (in my opinion) that the prediction is correct, i'm unprepared. and if today was my last day, it wasn't well spent.
didn't feel too well today. that time of the month. had stomach cramps, which felt like bad hyperacidity, the entire day. but it was okay, nothing i couldn't handle. i was looking forward to pirates of the carribean and fudge. we had originally planned to watch the first screening so it's not crowded. then we moved it to after lunch, then to 2:30pm, then it became 5:30pm. at that point i was fed up and too annoyed. so i said, nevermind, i wasn't in the mood anymore.
maybe it's pms or, technically, ms, or whatever. i was so annoyed. and all he did was apologize. what good is that going to do to me? all i need is one apology to know that you're sorry. after that, it's all useless. you don't have to tell me over and over. what i'm looking for is action. what i'm looking for is for you to find a way to make up for it.
am i too shallow? am i too demanding? am i just looking for a fight?
this probably doesn't make sense. i'm scatterbrained today. and i got too excited.
so i'm at home. bored and anxious, itching to get out of here tonight. and most of the people who used to be just a text away are too far away. sandra is in qatar. shirley is in new zealand. vica and blair are in different parts of canada. my college barka-family is all the way in manila. kiko and raki are in boracay. anan is God knows where. taf is studying for his exam on monday.
the one person that i could depend on to keep me company has let me down.
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