Anyway, last Monday (I’m not really sure if it was Monday) I, together with my friend Cris (and Dyza) went to see The Omen. We were so tired of going back and forth from Ortigas to Makati (don’t ask why) so we decided to relax a bit. Seeing the movie didn’t just relax my exhausted body, it almost even put me to sleep. I wanted to chomp coffee powder right then and there. There were just parts of The Omen where my eyes would involuntarily drop. And then I’d snap back to my consciousness after sudden ear-splitting sound effects.
There are some things I want to ask:
1. Why is the photographer suddenly became an expert on bible verses?
2. Why were the people in the cinema clapping when the movie ended? Were they clapping because they thought it was outstanding? If I am a dork, I would have clapped also, but only because the movie finally ended.
3. Why are movie tickets in Gateway ridiculously overpriced? Are the seats gold-plated? Is the screen a 100-ft flat LCD? Is the carpet made of genuine silk fabric?
Gateway needs to be bombed.
I am writing this one at about 2:45 in the morning. I am staring at the monitor for 2 hours now and eyes are starting to water. Obviously, I couldn't sleep. No, it's not because Damien is haunting me. If I see that kid and he's still into world damnation, I'd suggest that he should start off with the Philippines. Maybe I should buy a pirated DVD of The Omen to help me sleep. (Yes guys, I did say pirated).
Oh I remember now. We watched on a Tuesday. 06-06-06. Duh.
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Here's one way to get mental cramps.
I nearly cried from laughing so hard.
WATCH IT.
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