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I think I gained 10 pounds yesterday. Spent most of the day asleep and when I was awake, my mom and I would just sit around stuffing our faces, while whining over the lack of things to do. At around 5 o'clock yesterday, since it wasn't raining anymore, I drove out looking for an open internet cafe so I could start my Philo paper and email Chari our questions for thesis. I spent the next two hours driving around to no avail. Finally decided to stop by Robinson's along Commonwealth to buy goods, and surprise, surprise, when I got there people were PANIC BUYING. It's not really that big a deal, but it was my first time to see people raiding shelves and stuff. All their carts were filled with fish, meat, huge bottles of mineral water, rice, etc., while I on the other hand chose to stick to the essentials: coke light, skim milk, marshmallows, flat tops and a candle. :D Did I mention that 75% of the girls in that supermarket were in pekpek shorts? Milenyo, you bad, bad boy, you.
Since my mom asked me to buy batteries, I went to another supermarket, a more low-end one, still along Commonwealth. There were just as many people shopping there, maybe even more than those in Robinson's, but the goods the people bought in the 2nd supermarket were a bit different. No one even bothered to get carts in the 2nd supermarket. They just got batteries, candles and bottles of Tanduay, and left.
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EDIT: I think it was Guy Debord who hinted that the number of billboards seen around cities speak of how gravely societies have fallen to commodification and consumerism. I wonder what he'll say if he found out that billboards have literally KILLED people here after the storm? Not to make light of the situation (because I genuinely feel for the victims), but if an ill-constructed billboard WERE to kill me, I hope to God it isn't, at the very least, one of Richard Gomez's. -_-'