I was Tagged by i dunno 4 or 5 people already i think. Francis, Jimmy to name a few . So you guys, i tag as well. and you're suppose to write 6 weird things about yourselves.
something like this : 1. i like Chiz Whiz.
i loved it so much that from elementary days to college sometimes i brought w/me a whole jar of it in class and eat them during lecture using whatever. i never find it weird, but my elem. teachers and college profs did. beats me. 2. i think the number 14 hates me. * i got hit by a car when i was 7 years old just a day before our chirstmas party at school, that happened on Dec. 14 forgot the year. i spent 14 days in the ICU coz i had some fractures and they discovered i have some kind of bone deficiency.
* On Feb 14 of 1994 my friend hit me driving another friend's car. that explains the scar behind my left knee. * On May 14th of 1996 me along with three other friends inside a mitsubishi Glxi went head to head with an 18 wheeler truck owned by Jimenez trucking. My friend Kenny Died he was only 17. he was sitting in the backseat with his girlfriend Jan. the case is still pending. and guess what.. it was Truck No. 14 that hit us.
* Almost all of my ex's at niligawan were born on the 14th haha. now that is weird. * I stay home and have second thoughts of goin out and party if its the 14th of the month. 3. i have an imaginary friend once.
her name is michiko marie yamamoto. Her dad's japanese her mom's filipina. We Studied Kanji together. Sometime during my highschool and college days when caught talking to myself again. id tell them i was talkin to her. My close friends knew about it and never thought it was weird. they in fact had talked to her at sometime thru me of course. During our school reunions, some of my batchmates even asked how she was. that's weird coz they missed her more than me .. hahaha. 4. i always feel im being watched.
Followed. by someone or something i dunno.. yet. and have no intentions of hiding from her, him or it..
much weirder.. is that, i think this paranoia is a product of me virtually having a constant obsession of looking for patterns in whatever i stick my attention to.. one of my friends referred to it as my "Psycho Ability" hahaha. 5. i always read and check the ephemeris before stargazing.
it keeps me aware where the stars, planets and the rest of the heavenly bodies are at the moment. i infact know where they were exactly at the time i was born directly from the point of where i was born. using the ephemeris of course. 6. even before the eve of cellphones. i never answer the phone before 3 rings. i dont have any explaination for this yet.
those who were tagged you know who you are..
 
Back in the days when its either the magnolia guy that you're waiting for to pass by outside your house on a weekend or the yakult lady dressed up with blue cap and dragging the stroller filled with yakult packs in 5 that you would run to your mom and grab her skirt to go get you one. Those were the days then.
A couple of days ago me and my friend dropped by at mini stop just for snacks when we found a whole pack of Yakult on the shelve of the chilled section. We took one just savor it out of novelty. And Damn !@# it still does taste real good.. i could still remember one my sibling drinking it with a poked straw on its top.. while reminiscing the memories at the same time that yakult taste touches my tongue the 6 note melodic tune of its theme keeps playing background of my auidiobiotic thoughts. there was even a time way back in college that i was looking for a yakult ring tone in the days when phones were still monophonic ringers.
Me and my friend thought .. man, this stuff's good and it has been there for ages . Why didnt they thought of packaging it in litres or maybe in 500ml bottles. We thought why didnt they .. is there any known side effect of overdosing yourself with yakult..? we asked ourselves... yakult tastes really good and a lot of folks like it .. is it because its healthy or just because of its taste..? we asked ourselves again.
Then it occurred to me on what actual benefits we get in drinking this tiny bottle of health bomb.. We all do know that its healthy coz of this Lactobacilli Casei strain that some guy named Minuro Shirota discovered . which eventually helps in maintaining the balance of good bacteria and bad ones in our digestion. Ok we know that's healthy.. but crap ! lactobacilli casei shirota is already in our system ..! That's nothing new to a kid who grew up with medically inclined parents.. My dad took pre med school and worked as an area manager for MJ.. yah..we had endless stock of Enfalac,Enfamil and Enfapro at home when we were kids.. hahaha!@ My Moms a Medical. Tech and took nursing when i was already high school just coz he has nothing to do then.. but what's bothering me is why this lactobasilly has to do with its taste or not..?
as dicey would put it: Mmhhh Shirota. You imagine a legion of tiny brave samurai Shirota bacteria that patrol through your body and hack into every sick-making microorganism with their cute but deadly kitanas. "Now demon, I don't want to see your mitochondria near this colon or, by my honour, I shall smite thee with this cute but deadly polyprotein weapon." hahaha...
So i got online and began looking for answers.. which only sent me to oblivion and disappointment .. i went to every website of yakult in every known country who had managed to put up big yakult factories. Wow this company has indeed made it global. God !@ they even own a baseball team in Japan.
But what i was looking for was not quenched. Every info page in every website they have, in every different country keeps saying the same shit..!@ its healthy, drink it ! its good for you ! . damn..!..
But how.? Why? i became more interested in investigating how Dr. Shirota uncovered the strain.. i scrammed every page that has to do with Yakult ..
Stumbling upon wikipedia's entry for yakult the last line describes as : Today, Yakult is manufactured and sold in Japan, Asia, Australia, Latin America, and Europe, although its bacteria cultures are still imported from a mother strain in Japan regardless of production location.
and Guess what i found next.: The Real Deal .
No wonder it taste so good... freakin' sh@#! ..They have this huge basin like container in mother Japan that they store Human Fecal waste to rot. where they could extract the bacteria which will be used next to culture it. Damn right it is...
Come to think of it .. We Drink a tiny bottle of processed milk with 6bilion of that idy bity something of Lcs strain packed in it. that actually came from sh#@! collected from who knows who from the Japanese population. and distributed worldwide ! How's That ?
Damn Bastard Shirota-San you duped us.. !@#$
Maybe that's the reason why I'm so calcium deficient
i loved yakult more than a carton fresh milk when i was a kid..!
No wonder why they dont make Yakult Litro !@#
The Japs did it again !@ .. Bakero!
And Yes Dicey ; " Yakult ain't shit.. "
It's Freakin' Made from Shit !@#
Crap ! Me go get clusivol nlang, its cheaper than Yakult..
" if health is wealth.. I'm Broke ~ !!.
Note : Thanks to Dicey for making my investigation a little lot faster.
some of the references :
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yakult
http://cdli.asm.org/cgi/content/full/8/3/593#MaterialsMethods
http://www.yakult.com.au/resources/popups/pop_faqs01.htm
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Shadow (9/21/2006 4:34:46 PM): Cha u like yakult..?
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:35:35 PM): oo naman!
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:35:36 PM): y?
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:36:02 PM): didnt you ever wondered why they dont make Yakult litro?
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:36:15 PM): or 500 ml man lang..
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:37:00 PM): yesterday .. pumunta kami rollie mini stop
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:37:07 PM): tas may nakita kaming yakult
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:38:46 PM): out of novelty
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:38:50 PM): bumili kami
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:38:58 PM): remember when we were kids
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:39:40 PM): na these healthy bacteria called lactobacilli really benefits us
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:40:19 PM): yeah?
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:40:28 PM): tas sabi ko
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:40:32 PM): pare ansarap no
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:40:56 PM): then i started wondering kung ano talaga yung benefits natin dun
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:41:05 PM): while in the back of my mind
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:41:08 PM): the melodic
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:41:17 PM): yakult tune
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:41:20 PM): was playing
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:41:45 PM): so i made a research sa web
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:42:52 PM): pinuntahan ko talaga yung site of the people who invented it
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:43:21 PM): kinonvert ko pa ung iexplorer ko to unencrypt yung japanese
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:43:32 PM): para ma basa kung ano nga
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:43:48 PM): wahahahahahaha
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:43:50 PM): ano ka ba
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:43:58 PM): dude
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:44:02 PM): i found no
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:44:08 PM): appropriate benefits
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:44:16 PM): and heres the shitty part
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:44:22 PM): when we were kids
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:44:49 PM): waht tlga
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:45:31 PM): we keep imagining little samurai called lactobacilli shirota keeps fighting bad bacteria in our tummy
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:45:51 PM): but here s what i found in my struggle
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:46:23 PM): http://cdli.asm.org/cgi/content/full/8/3/593#MaterialsMethods
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:46:31 PM): Fuck
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:46:57 PM): e explain mo nlng
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:47:15 PM): aside from no actual benefits
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:47:24 PM): their made out of human shit
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:47:41 PM): in a very big basin in japan
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:47:46 PM): to get the bacteria
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:47:50 PM): putangina di nga?
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:47:51 PM): needed to be cultured
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:47:52 PM): ano ba
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:48:06 PM): email mo nga yan
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:48:07 PM): hehe
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:48:13 PM): and then put it in the processed milk
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:48:24 PM): fuck you Dr. Shirota
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:48:51 PM): Shirota-San is a piece of crap
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:48:53 PM): kakainis
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:49:50 PM): shet ayko na magbasa
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:49:51 PM): haha
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:50:01 PM): id settle for vitamins nalang
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:50:03 PM): so they get the strain from human intestine?
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:50:04 PM): tamaba?
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:50:07 PM): kahit mahal ang clusivol
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:50:14 PM): may benefits
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:50:16 PM): pa
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:51:10 PM): i cant go screaming to people and keep telling everyone" yakult ain't freakin Shit"
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:51:14 PM): i bloblog ko to
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:51:19 PM): putangina nila
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:51:38 PM): no wonder why they dnt make yakult litro !#$
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:51:44 PM): grrrr banzai !#@!!!.....
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:51:48 PM): hahahah
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:51:49 PM): fuckers
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:51:55 PM): gawin mong email form, tas email mo sken
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:51:57 PM): iforward ko
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:51:58 PM): haha
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:52:01 PM): ayoko
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:52:02 PM): iblog ko din
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:52:03 PM): haha
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:52:04 PM): nakokopya ako
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:52:15 PM): ang sarap kaya nun
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:52:59 PM): sige email ko seo
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:53:48 PM): ui kelan na ung karaoke escapade nten!?!
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:54:01 PM): kelan u like..?
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:54:32 PM): san ba mura?
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:10 PM): di ko nga alam ehh
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:14 PM):
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:20 PM): e kelan gusto mo kalaoke
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:22 PM): sept 30
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:23 PM): I'm scheduled for d ateneo event
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:24 PM): Kaptid will be playing
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:25 PM): pede nood muna tau
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:26 PM): then karaoke
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:27 PM): heheh
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:55:28 PM): ok lang
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:55:29 PM): hehe
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:55:30 PM): wow kapatid
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:55:31 PM): try bringing sandi along din.
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:32 PM): oki
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:33 PM): heheh
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:55:34 PM): hehe
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:55:35 PM): bsta pag pwede rin sandi
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:36 PM): sandi busy raw eh
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:37 PM): dami chuvalers sa skuul
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:38 PM): hahaha
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:55:39 PM): tatapusin lang raw nya yung delivery room requirements
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:55:40 PM): i know..
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:56:07 PM): ey i gotta an idea
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:56:27 PM): i email ko kaya seo chat conversation natin about yakult
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:56:31 PM): para orig an dating
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:56:33 PM): hhehhahahha
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:56:41 PM): tapos i spam natin
Shadow (9/21/2006 4:56:42 PM): hahah
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:57:00 PM): haha sure ba
Charlene (9/21/2006 4:57:01 PM): hahahah
After the bashed trip
from the little island,
Me and the rest of the wrecking crew
were scheduled for some out-of-town Cruise.
as soon as the team decided on the definite
destination for us to boot out..
as for the rest of us was still unsure where.
we finally planned out for Batangas..
Just another Beach overnight .. i said..
but this time im with my own Team.
Two days before the trip
i emptied out my lockers
and headed for the Laundry Shop
i Surveyed out and ended up in the mall
and found a shop called Fabricare.
i emptied out the bag ..
and i remembered something..
i told the attendant to wait,
and i went shopping for new clothes..
i changed clothes in the Malls Washroom
and went back to the LaundryShop.
The attendant stared with avid wonder.
She probably thought i was nuts.
and my clothes was for pick up the next day.
fine enough...
Im enrolled in Fitness First
as it was just within the building where i work.
i seldom work out and spent most of the time
sitting on the bike and watch TV shows,
and sometimes just pass out on the bike.
The steam bath is what i really enjoy in health clubs.
and of course ... the babes..hahaha
Most of the time, i only went in to have a bath,
and go straight ahead to work ..after my meal
at the building's groundfloor restos and aristocarts
just along vicinity outside the building.
And if feel i need a little nap ..The quarters it is.
I am virtually living within the building,
at this point... hahahhah
Convenience is the mother of Laziness..
in essence... hah.
It was 5am when i met Mark
outside the building lobby..
he didnt go to work the day before.
and now were off to Bat and he's here.
The rest of the guys were still upstairs.
were leaving town in 3 separate cars.
Convoy Getaway krenk we are.
As we are preparing to pack up
for the trip downstairs ..
A surprise was on its way..
My team recieved Corrective Action
sanctions from our Supervisor...
and i mean all of us...
and going back to Singapore
for good or just for another vacation
was the first thing that went into my mind.
what a Plush of a situation.
penance party.. hahah.
Being monitored by people from another team,
is just funny to me ... for whatever subdued reason
they have .. they can keep it to themselves..
i can only think they may have felt Threatened in some way
that some people might get in the way of their plans.
Or simply just making themselves appear cute to
the people in the Upper Management.
If i am to ask myself ...
it was ages ago that i have lost taste in
achieving promotion in this Company from the day
i started working here and seeing
some dorks went ahead of me.. in promotion.
instead i seeked out interest in other things.
and i still enjoyed my work...
So let them Crab my leg back in the basket as
their efforts are being spent on the wrong guy
hahaha.
even if im gonna be offered a promotion
at this very moment .. i dunno how i will take it.
i will most likely to decline it anyway.
The very thing i hate about competition
is that i know how and always win ..
if i want to...
but it always and really pays
to appear stupid and just act dumb;
and pretend you dont know a thing..:
you are no threat to anybody or anything.
nobody will even notice you.. hahhah
And you can still enjoy your world,
The world other people will never have..
Now call me Crazy.. i'll call those people
Corpocrats.. Some word i invented..
if Governments have Bureaucrats.
This is their equivalent...
somewhat synonymous to leeches you'd find
in any other company. hehehe
In fact they're far beyond my decent idea
of an intelligent being as they project
themselves to be... what a pity.. hahahha
Now, what is being intelligent anyway?
Whether you are smart or stupid
your thought processes are limited
by your language and experience, or the symbols
you have associated with your history.
None of which have any value
beyond the value given to them.
The smarter you are, or the more you take in
and analyze and associate with previous analysis,
the more you are filled with subjective constructs
based on nothing but what you make up,
or have agreed to believe what someone else made up.
This makes things seem empty and valueless
whenever you stop and try and take it in
and associate a meaningful feeling like success or
love to the variables within day to day life
or your overall perception of life.
That's nothing..
There have been many brilliant people
that have shown no sign of insanity,
and there are plenty of legitimately insane people
who do not or cannot demonstrate any high level
of intelligence.
Besides, some of the most brilliant people
I have ever met were definitely borderline.
One guy I knew talked to Ornaments.
Not just mumbling or making odd comments,
I mean having deep conversations with the Vase
he designed.. that was weird.
The mind is a vast and tumbled plane...
Stooping Shit with ..
would be an insult to my significance.
So why care about the mud they kept throwing.
or should i care.. ?
Perhaps that's the thing we consider insane,
simply not being part of the world around you.
This could be as small as being a little airheaded ,
or as big as not being able to talk to people because
you can't hear them over the roaring in your own head.
So if that's the case,
then it does correlate with
intelligence as the cab survey suggests:
smarter people are too busy thinking of other things
to be fully in the moment.
So elementary . . .
will it be even worth the pogi points
their team is apting for ? hehehe
im just amazed...
I was once told :;
That 95 percent of the people in the world
are Asleep and the rest 5 percent remain
in constant Amazement..
And Crap ...
A trip to the beach would be refereshing...
as kurt said once ;
"id rather be hated for who i am, than loved for who im` not..."
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Ureshii no ni
kanashikunaru yo na
anata wa
totemo fushigina koibito
sonna
yutsu na kao
shitetara mo
nanimo hanasenakunaru
darekani
koi shite mata
furaretan desho
happy sad
honto ni okashina adana ne
fukigen na pose
kidotteru
yube te ni irete
futari de kiita
record no ura omote
taikutsu na
love song mood to
yutsu na jazz to
mayonaka no turntable
tada mawari tsuzukeru
odoritakunaru yona
soul music
eien ni tsuzuku
itsudatte
anata to futari nara
itsudatte
anata wo ai shitara
itsudatte
naiteruno? uso yo!
waratteru
tenki ame
mitaina sonna koibito
anata wa
sonna yutsu na kao
shitetara mo
nanino
hanasenakunaru
anna ni
fuzaketeta kuse ni
fusagikonderu
mayonaka no turntable
tada mawari tsuzukeru
odoritakunai nara
hitori de odoru
itsudatte
anata to futari nara
itsudatte
anata wo ai shitara
itsudatte
mayonaka no turntable
tada mawari tsuzukeru
odoritakunaru yona
soul music
totsuzen owaru
itsudatte
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Puerto Galera it was.
Seeing people wearing Puerto Galera Shirts,
peeling photos of bikini babes by the beach
and other stories about people's adventure there
was somehow streamed up in my mind that im in for some
unforgettable getaway upon reaching Puerto Galera.
Of course i haven't been there yet.
i guess i was so lambastedly excited about the trip.
I spent the night playing Tekken5
awaiting for dawn to come for us to pack up
Rollie and the gang were perked up for the trip.
Glenn and Patrick were already about to kick off .
along with Jesse who brought along his military issue Binoculars
which for some reason thoughts keep playing in my mind that
somehow it would serve some purpose yet to be thought of
while we are on the island beach ...
The Van was already parked
the Van's A/C freon was smelling awful inside.
We had some delay leaving due to color coding shit.
i always had the best seat inside that Van ..
it takes simple basic knowledge about Astronomy
and Global Positioning for you to know where the Sun
would hit when your headed to a destination ..
just making sure yer window view in the transport isnt
Sunstricken along your way of getting there.. haha
It was almost 10 when we reached the last town
and waited for half an hour before we boarded.
The ferry trip was obnoxious itself
thats according to my Tourism Standards.
in the middle of the trip the ferry boat engine
died off at one point .. I told Rollie jokingly
to take the Bible out of his bag so i could begin..
of course everybody heard it and laugh ..
i dunno about the White Tourists who were also there.
In reaching the island ..
i was hell disappointed .
First there was a Resort called White Beach.
then.. there is no sign of White Sand in the beach.
they were ordinary beach shore sand and not white ..!
but thats ok.. lets see what else they could offer..i thought
So we finally got a room.
Food ? they all serve the same menu and prices.
they all taste the same as well ..
bland Kebab..( whoever started serving that there )
well, i finally got it.
Puerto Galera is one strip of beach
about a kilometer long ...
where people go to spend extra money and tell
Thier friends they had been there ...
along with Thier so-called unforgettable stories
and experiences there .. whatever.
two days more to go in the beach
and im already coming up with ideas how to have fun there.
i slept the whole afternoon.. and when nightfall came
the guys were back after having fun bathing at the beach.
im not new to it anyway, since i grew up in place were people
spend more time eating alongside the beach than diving and floating.
Considering the beaches were better from where i came from.
i guess they were pretty tired when they came back .
i was left with Patrick and Cris to drink along with
i had managed to tag them along to a bar and got some booze.
with my translucent lensed eyes we panged along the Bar
looking for some action..
The guys soon came by ..
we ate along the beach a Bar resto called Tipsy**
the guys soon went stargazing along the beach..
and i was still packed for action..
it was only Patrick who came with me
in my desperate venture in re-discovering the island
of its unnatural resource if theres any ?
we scouted every bar there is
and went on back to the room..
a few moments i went back out..
then i met Lany .
She also having a Breakoff
as everyone else from out of town was.
Of course we talked sense
before nonsense stuff kicks in. haha
and then....... thats it.
She left the next day
as she said she was..
The next day came ..
i wonder what action awaits.
Me and Rollie planned on taking photos at Dusk Morning.
guess i was too drunk the night before and missed it.
As what we were scheduled to do..
Snorkeling was the activity of the day.
This.. i am excited about.
We rented a whole Snorkeling Boat with gears.
At last Puerto was worth it.
We brought along Underwater cams
Lucky we were with our very own inspector gadget
Rollie talllaahhuuuhhuu. haha
Corals are Vibrant enough to be appreciated
when the Spilt water is Clear.
That day it was.. and fish feeding was a Buffet.
as we were enjoying our time there .
another one of the Snorkeling rent boats
anchored right besides us .. this time with load
of Japanese tourists .. most of them dove without vests.
and the day was a frill thrill.
Nature finally touched me.
Back to the Base
another night of poundless drinking again for me.
i thought so.. walkathon again with Patrick.
the long walk sent us to the farthest tip of the beach
Then i discovered COCO AROMA..
the ambiance was like that of Boracay.
had a bonfire straight in front of the bar.
and they are the only bar i think that accepts credit cards.
So we called up the guys and told everybody
this time its my treat .. i carded it though.
The bar plays songs of SADE and Bob Marley
unlike those repetitive dance songs they play
in the beach front bars that gay bar attendants
danced with to attract customers.
too bad Amy left late afternoon.
i guess Coco Aroma
was able to make up for my disappointment.
but not entirely .. my expectations of the place
was still ruined in my thought.
by suggestion i would still pick Boracay.
Back in the City
Shai,Grace and i were Starbucking talking about it..
they said that if your from the Big C
you should try first Puerto Galera before going to Boracay
Too bad i had it the other way around ..
for sure that caused the disappointment..
i miss Boracay .. over my favorite Mocha Valencia.
Robert Fulghum quoted once:
"The world does not need tourists who ride
by in a bus clucking their tongues.
The world as it is needs those who
will love it enough to change it,
with what they have, where they are. "
And i know where i was .. and had been.
Cant wait for the next trip.
  
4:30
Boredome is my snack.
I can hardly recall anymore
the succession of events and how they came about.
February started easy ..
Grace and i frequented Dencios Makati
since we leave work just about the same time
Jt joins us from time to time..
it has been a long time since we 3 hooked up
together.. Its quite convenient anyway for them
since they just live in a nearby building.
Grace was finally lured by us to hit Xaymaca.
As they were with some of her old friends.
And so on.
At the same time My brother was creating chaos
in the apartment where i was staying ...
We had our mornings at Dencios every other day.
they had their breakfast i had my beer.
just for me to dart to sleep when i get home.
and be free of the fuzz my brother was skeeking
it didn't take long when the building administrator
gave me a warning as my brother was constantly
making trouble in the apartment with some tenants.
I thought twice of throwing him out though..
thinkin it would be so .. unMe..
instead I constantly held Barbecue Parties
in the apartment terrace ..
Morris was always around anyway
my Musician next door neighbor
in the form of an annoyance.
At these times i was intermittently
experiencing the paranoia i was having years ago.
they came back like a cold shower after waking
from a deep sleep ... enchanted dreamdom..
i still have no words to describe it ...
Staying drunk was always the escape route.
perhaps my twin would know somehow exactly
what it is.
To perfect the escape i went out with friends
Randomly partying and hanging out :
I was lucky to have known them, as they had entertained me
or the other way around ...
Rollie, Ivy, Xiao and the rest of the pack
as i was always their very own adaptech Guest..
and im the one who always passes out first ..
being the beer funnel i am .
There was even a time the gang had a jeepney
joyride experience by the baywalk..
Too drunk i was, that not 1 message on my phone
got answered. it was 3am when the only message
i could respond to was Jt and Heidi's ...
I have to meet up with them at Temple Bar.
Jt was already cursing on the phone..
I got out of the Zel's car and went straight ahead
to change clothes in the apartment ...
As i was on my way down ..
The Japayukis were on their way up ...
Jessa was drunk and kept touching my face..
i went ahead anyway...
Temple was about to close ..Luckily
i still made it .. and found them there.
How i miss Heidi .. hahaha..
The Guys were hungry .. So we went straight ahead
From Makati to Malate...
After a Loaded Meal at Aristocrat by the Bay.
We went out to grab some smoke from 711
along with my favorite Strawberry Pocky.
It was Palm Sunday morning ...
Jt told me and Heidi that she wanted to witness
Sunrise by the Bay... I told and remind her that
its Sunset that people come see at the Manila Bay.
Our first one of the Palm Sunday Bloopers.
We where hunting a place to party still.
we have scouted almost all of malate..
and our stroll brought us to a Bar called Dematisse.
as they appear to be the only bar still pumping
with wild energy at that time ...
I cant forget the waitress' name : Charmie.
Me and Heidi drank and it was still not enough ...
the bar closed down at 6:30 ..
i was still up for a karaoke attack.
We hunted down the whole of malate .no go.
we ended up in jupiter makati.. all closed .
except DIGI cafe ... We had a table
by then Jt realized she left her cell phone
on the cab.. we had to bargain some things...
for the cab to come back. he did..
i told him it was a long time i was looking
for person with his virtue ... i still feel
he deserves that kind of gesture from me ..
at that exact instance...
So i told him not worry...My Dad`s a congressman.
some people just dint have enuf a sense of humor.
hahaha...
We offered to payoff the cab his whole boundary
we ordered him breakfast and had him join us
for karaoke ... and so we go .. Party on.
Low on energy i still feel drinking so as Heidi
We left the place .. and ended up at Shell Maya.
And finally we had to split : around 4pm.
The Taxi driver i just hopped in was listening
to the radio : Eric Morales won the Boxing fight
with Manny Pacqiao , I knew it..
Pacqiao was the favorite: i won 4 Grand on my bet ..
just in time when my funds were about to run out.
The Next day...
I woke up with a Super High Fever Hang-Over.
I rang and texted Heidi just before boredom hits
She was still in Jt and Grace's Place with Pao.
and minutes after that . i got a call from the bank
telling me My New Credit card was ready for Pick up
Scratching time it was. So i got up and wore my favorite
BAck to The Future Shirt.
One Dry Monday Morning . . .
So we decided to meet up at Dencios . Again.
This time we had a Brunch with Angel, as Grace
brought her along ... I finished A liter of H20.
After the meal we flew to Greenbelt and went looking
for a place to cool down and Hang Out...
Red Box was it ::: its only 12:00, they open at 1:30
So we went downstairs and had some smoke and juice at Cascada
:: God ! Cigarettes there were twice the price.
KAraoke to Death with Jt, Heidi and Pao fills.
Ka Pao was a Vegetarian Rock and Roller wahha!
After the stint .. We went on to walk and stroll
the Makati streets and as Pao and me ended up on Gweillos
We lost track to Jt and Heidi : We had to look for them .
They were already in the apartment when we made made contact.
So we waited while i was drinking some booze from the bar with Pao When
they arrived Jt finally suggested to go Xaymaca : so we go .
When we got off the Taxi. I realized that i dropped my Pouch on the cab.
Just as i was about to call to report the loss : The Cab came back.
This is really weird ...
We got in and got some drinks
Just as fun was about to brew . the waitress told us
that they dint happen to accept cards as we were out of cash.
even the ATM machine gave up on me :: No shit .
Jt was already damn pissed and so as everybody else.
I always react oppositely to things as i was once told.
but around this time i was allowed to consume mood absorb.
As things may appear to be clear, they are clouded with retention spells.
Some say in every Crisis there's an Opportunity that simply awaits.
Or is it the other way around ?..
So i spoke to the manager and made arrangements
for me to pay everything we had the next day .
Destiny's Accountant was billing us early.
Im` getting used to it.
A few days passed . .
I finally moved out of the apartment .
I guess that was the definite choice to make
Even before i was already hunting for a place hum
it didn't take long before i could find someone to pad with.
Transition was nothing new to me..
But the whole idea of staying with Raz in her Citiland Condo
was shortlived after her cousin from Cebu came by.
Hazalle is a modern day version of Joan of Art
She likes to draw a lot .. ultra talented in many ways.
Seldom i would meet Librans with such refined artistry.
sometimes even the food she has on her plate suddenly turns
into a subject just waiting to be displayed in a gallery.
for three days we hanged out most of the time in her QC apt.
all we did was eat delivered fastfood and drink most of the time.
Too bad she's always tied up with her perthing job.
As to most of us ... Accelimansia.. and i was back to work.
I finally decided to get to meet Irene
although we knew each other for almost a year now.
we never got a chance to hook up..
I was bumming around in the office building
where i spent nothing but playing Tekken5 right next
to the big glass window that overlooks the wide parking space down.
Irene works for the country's leading Fearless Newspaper
She does feature stuff .. although she hasn't told me that
I figured that one out long ago.
11pm was the take off time
She picked Blue Room at Malate since she lives there nearby
She told me they'dd be soon having some tour in India
dunno exactly when it would be .. Told me some of her action-packed
on the job experiences .. Bomb Blasts and stuff.
and also her nephew named Weiland.
The Mini Acquaintance party went well.
Great meeting you Irene ..
BAck in the Office scene ..
Every morning was spent in Allegro Cafe
Drinking Beer with Ann, Jona, Harley and Mon
We became regular Bar and Cafe guests having Beer bursts at Sun up.
One occasion we got invited by Christian to his Condo unit
Chris is an American who grew up in Utah .
He works for another company though.
We had a drink as the guys were on a Druppy.
It was about 1 and i almost forgot
it was my Cousins Wedding and Im suppose to eMCee at the party.
I did not even make it to the reception.
The next day came .. April's last..
I had to pack things up as i was on an invite
To hit Puerto Galera .. by my Adopted friends...
6am i have to be on the Van with my ready stuff..
And Puerto Galera awaited ...
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After the long wait
at last i had the chance to take
a day off to cleanse and feast
someplace somewhere.. anywhere
saturday was it
I asked Grace out with me
along with our Company Nurse
she was also invited by NJ
NJ is the kind who would frequent
high society gatherings...
NJ is one attractive lady
that you wouldnt expect to suddenly
go nuts and crazy when around with friends.
There was a Time when they went
to Tagaytay and as they were eating..
A Family of musicians turned to visit
their table to play music with Classic
and ethnic instruments...
They danced along with it..
and when asked what song they like
She requested R.Kelly's Ignition..
The Old Guy asked: whats that?
hahahhaha
right after she was featured
in some local magazine..
She resigned from her Job
and pursued a career in publication
product ad placement PR person.
Cool..
The last time we met was
at Grace's Birthday
At some Bar in Makati,
along with Paul The cool American dude
and Deante our Hip Jamaican friend.
And Talking about Jamaica..
Lets go back to my Day off getaway..
Yes, Saturday the fifth..
Bob Marley should be celebrating
his 60th birthday..
Rollie invited me to Xaymaca
he is a regular at this Bar in Q city
the Premier spot for local reggae acts
and rastafarians posiuers and not..
Me and Rollie converged at around 10
the place was packed..
foreigners and locals..
dreadlocked hairs and some Koreans
the second floor was polluted with Pot smoke
Tempting .. as some groupies were in a session
Rollie introduced me to the headwaitress
and the bouncer. Too bad we werent able
to bring the V-Cams to chronolog the event
The first band was fine and rumpy
but not until a band called Milagros Dancehall
took the queue .. These guys are crazy
and after they played their own tracks
i was surprised to hear them
playing covers of Chaka Demus and Pliers
Tease me and Murder she wrote
which i havent heard for a long time...
when the last band was playing Myra Ruaro
appeared on stage out of nowhere..
that time i told Rollie im going to disappear..
i went to the washroom at the next floor
when i came out a girl outside
was waiting for her turn to go in..
she asked if i had a light ..
"Do you come here a lot?"
those type of questions, hahahaha
She said she was with friends ...
"wanna have some fresh air?" those stuff..
we had a small talk at the parking lot
This Karen Mok lookalike is one smart girl
and i asked her if she wanna eat somewhere
and for sure you know whats next.
these stories should find its way
to the pages of FHM magazine..
Step Aside El Gimikero hahaha
But lets give it to fiction...
My kids might read this in the future..
anyway i guess it was worth
having a day off at last...
and Oh..
Happy Birthday Bob !
i enjoyed your party !!!
  
 In one of my logs around last October i mentioned not talking about earthquake stuff anymore. But it turned out i could not keep the idea anymore to myself. An earthquake measuring 9.0 on the Richter scale with its epicenter about 160 km from the northern portion of the island of Sumatra in Indonesia on Sunday, December 26 caused by a plate movement resulting to an earthquake is way far from what i believe in... Tsunamis occuring in the Indian Ocean is Rare, maybe once in every century. A week before the Big Hit. a joint military exercise were conducted by India and Australia, though mostly undocumented.. this had been in progress since 2002.. article 1 and here is what we think happend ::
I finally moved up to the Fifth floor
still adjusting to the tiring ladder
I would have to hop about 300 steps up
just to get to my unit.
Mom got to a flight for the southern city
during the time i was transferring
she had to accompany my gandma and
our Evil Aunt from Europe ..
another close relative of ours died.
just last weekend was spent with friends
nightswimming in some private pool
a place called Pansol Laguna..
Too much for Me and Mia's secret world.
By the time i got home,
a guy was playing a guitar sitting
on my bench straight outside my door.
Just discovered my next door neighbor
to be a musician for a band,
just like me before..
to my surprise we did also share
the same influences and taste of artists
which he never had with his bandmates
so we drank the whole night playing
Smashing Pumpkins and old Duncan Sheik songs
hope Fab was here...
I like my job
when most of my officemates are sick of it
some even have quiet talks of resigning
and moving to another office with a higher pay
I'm probably the most dedicated person
in my department as far as Im aware of..
but still do keep very low profile..
avoiding attention..
even when commended by customers calling in
personally requesting for a supervisor
I still refuse and told them nobody is still around..
when most people are dying for these sort of things
to get them promoted ... would be quite a break
But i know myself better...
and have my own standards in judging myself..
helping out people who doesnt know shit,
is already rewarding enough..
I go in the office everyday ..
acting just like another average employee
saying hi and hello to this and that,
without my officemates not even knowing
the other side my life is fancy for me..
they just know me as their regular officemate,
i guess ... thats all they need to know ...
i dont even know if some officemates of mine
knew i have these multipy logs...
well i guess ill just keep it that way..
Just before the break of the year
I called almost all of my friends,
just to greet and check if they're ok.
They were.. I think..
I finally had a talk with Ross,
that for most of the time her phone's off
I'm really happy for her..
for discovering the joys
of being in a relationship.
Go Ross...
it has also been a long time
i havent had a talk with Grace
ever since we left the Condo Unit
we used to live in along with 3 others.
And i wonder what happend to Christine
after the FHM offer to pose half naked
i guess she got rich that's why she left us.
Me and Grace managing the bills for our apartment
was an outpour.. With us Out being Poor.
i remember the time when all of us went
to Tagaytay just to breeze from our daily
stressful jobs..
going out on the country and melting ourselves
with scenic views and horseback riding at night.
that was hell of a time..
though having to work in different workplaces
and schedules, we still did manage to put up
house parties even with the stiffest budget.
I miss living with Grace, hope she's Ok.
Sharing a nicely furnished pad with 3 girls
having to have your own room as the girls were
sharing the big one, was fun ..
it was not until Ron moved in that i had
somebody to drink along with...
most of the time in the old pad
i would sit alone in a small ladder and watch
the window acrross the blinds
drinking and listening to tunes like this.
Ron would sometimes wake up to go to the bathroom
at dead midnight and catches me at those moments
and he would sometimes ask who i am waiting for..
i would just smile.. coz i really dont know..
who or what but i feel it...
I'm sometimes bothered with my purpose ..
or is it just an echo from the far recesses
of my mind ..
i really dont know but i have an idea..
someday could always wait...
Someday ...
well, again as expected ...
i celebrated christmas at the office
it has been along time since
i slugged a log in this haywired journal.
just too damn busy from these endless days
at work..pleasing our capitalist employers
just a few months from now
figuring out things would certainly change
i know it will, very much
basing on my tried and tested
mathematically-based theories that only
arrogant self-proclaimed wannabees
would contest and end up chewing thier
own worthles pride.. pride hahahahaha
Too much for the real big
apartment space i'm occupying
paying around US$180 a month is a pain
considering im staying alone..
talking to the building administrator
lucky for me there is vacancy over
the 5th floor which cost much less.
considering the room is much smaller
there is just no need for staying in
hell big space when most of the time you
just aint there..
but rather friends who manage to stay in and
party with themselves the whole week long
in my absence...
there was even a time when i got home
that i dont anymore recognize the people
who were sleeping on the floor..
life is a matter of perspective,
which i came short with by the way..
living with the wrong people is a mistake
dealing with wrong friends is a mess..
moving to a different city or apartment maybe?
would be a diffinite strike at destiny again.
time can always wait...
as what physicists say it slows down 14 seconds
every century .. or is it just the way
we are counting on it to slow down.. hahaha
the new year comes again
wondering what resolution i would have this time?
i thought, stop smoking ?
let's see... what`rr benefits anyway..hmm
health ? money ?
let's say a pack of smoke cost around US$1.00
i would have around US$365.25 in dec next year,
thats already a desktop computer running 512MB
ill think about it.. hahahahhaha
having so-called new year resolutions
is phlasing ... another word i invented.
people`s philosophies change overnight.
no matter how stiff they are..
sometimes life is like riding a bus
and you`ll never know who`ll sit beside
you on the next stop..
like choosing the red pill and
not exactly know why you did and
what`ll happen next..
remember the box of chocolates?
So the next time someone tells you,
or somehow gave you the impression
they are principled and will stick with
thier principles whatever...
watch them .
they are just trying to impress you
coz they already are with themselves
hahahahha!!!
remember,
Imagination is more powerful than Knowledge.
and that if Aiza is better than MAtet,
Sex is better than Christmas (just kidding)heheh
So good luck to those who are always on the move.
and Happy holidays , Merry Christmas and
Happy New Year to everyone...
coz i never get to celebrate mine..
anyway its not my Birthday.. just greeting..
Feliz Navidad y Feliz Año Nuevo !
Joyeux Noël et nouvelle année heureuse !
hahahha!!!
...........
and by the way thanks to Hector Zabala aka Buddy for the Melodic Mixed sample of Shadow
Back in my early high school i tripped upon this article
from a magazine about a person having Multiple Personallities.
It was only an article but a book was on its way of getting
here in Asia that time.. Now there werent only two or three
personalities that enveloped this person but 24 or more.
The one that presides all the other personas was the Tutor.
He taught all the other personalities what they know ..
The personalities includes : A soldier,a Rapist, a murderer,
the Bomb expert, A guardian etc.
Now various attempts to make this into a movie were made..
And now Im' already working and it's still in the hang.
Even Joel Schumacher tried his hand making
a movie based on this person. A filmed called "Crowded House".
Rumors also Told about Leonardo Di Caprio starring on a Role.
Now some of you may have already read Sybil the lady with 16
personalities.. Now This person and the book about Him on
my opinion inspired all this. His name is Billy Milligan.
Billy Milligan was a man tormented by 24 distinct personalities
battling for supremacy over his body -
a battle that culminated when he awoke in jail,
arrested for the kidnap and rape of three women.
In a landmark trial, Billy was acquitted of his crimes by
reason of insanity caused by multiple personality -
the first such decision in history - bringing to public light
the most remarkable and harrowing case of
multiple personality ever recorded.
In 1977 a series of abductions and rapes in Ohio were followed
by the arrest of William Stanley Milligan, who was assigned
a public defender by the court. Milligan, who had previously
been convicted of rape and armed robbery, was given a routine
psychological evaluation by prosecution-friendly psychiatrists
who quickly concluded that something was seriously wrong
- that Milligan,
in fact, had multiple personality disorder.
Milligan eventually became the first multiple
to receive a not guilty by reason of insanity
verdict in a criminal trial.
Each of Billy Milligan's 23 distinct personalities
had their own voice, their own histories,
their own character (or lack thereof) --
they were different people, quite literally.
The sequel, "The Milligan Wars", has only been published
in Japanese and will not be available in North America
until the movie based on the first book comes out.
This book apparently covers what happened to Milligan
after 1981 and the end of the first book. Based on what
I could find on the web, no one really knows when or
if the movie will actually be made,
which means no one knows when or
if the second book will be published.
However, the news media constantly expressed the bitterness
which people felt about Milligan - they had him convicted
long before the trial and made a definite influence on the
final decision which was to put him into prison and throw
away the key basically. His treatments which had been doing
him so much good, ceased. However they agonized,
his doctors could not change the court's mind.
Milligan scored very high on IQ tests and had, like most MPD's,
had a troubled childhood. His story was detailed by Daniel Keyes.
Keyes also wrote FLOWERS FOR ALGERNON which was later made into a movie.
The following letter surfaced on a web page. One can see that it is,
in places, disjointed - insanity probably made worse by the long
sojourn in prison is apparent. But Milligan makes some points
which are worthy of consideration.
here how the letter goes:
------------begin letter from Billy Milligan-----------
In an interview with Astraea's Eleanor Heartforde, Billy Milligan says:
I just did a thing for the Japanese and I read something and I can't
remember, but I probably ordered one of my guides to put it on the net.
We have a super computer. We flag important things, such as "MPD, DID,"
we flag "government agencies," and that's how I found your booklist.
Nippon Television considered me one of the most informed experts because
I've lived with MP with 40 years; also the doctor who did the
biofeedback tests; Dr. Tomin, she's in Los Angeles somewhere. She and
her husband developed a machine that is the most amazing mind reader
you've ever seen.
Basically I've been approached. But I don't do talk shows, I've been
asked to be on Donahue and everything else. My books are "Minds of Billy
Milligan" and the "Milligan Wars." This was published in Japan. Both
sold 3 million copies each.
This was twenty years ago for me. This is, I see this crap come on tv
all the time. These doctors are making it happen, or creating these
people. I'm not saying I was anything special, but there's millions less
people than we are told. There's probably two or three hundred in the
whole US. I see these people switch back and forth on TV like there's
nothing to it. And that just isn't possible. Why would anyone want to go
on TV and lose control?
I've read all these books, and doctors saying they're treating hundreds
of MP cases, and they're MAKING them, because they don't have anything
else to do with their time, and you know psychiatrists have the highest
suicide rate among professionals.
Imagine yourself standing in front of a sink. You're getting a glass of
water. And the whole world around you instantaneously changes, and now
you're in a park acting like you're getting a glass of water. Out of
thin air. And you just lost that time. That's what it's really like. And
basically to me, I'm sick and tired of the phonies, the freak shows and
the phonies, because what they're doing is not only damaging the people
that they're making role play these games, they're damaging the people
who are desperate for help.
That is what I will go on. That's what I told the Japanese. 30 million
people watch Sunday Plus 30 and I've been getting an enormous response.
I haven't published "The Milligan Wars" in the US because I'm being sued
over the information that is in it. The state of Ohio Dept. of Mental
Health makes too much money over MP. I've caught them, graft, everything.
They're taking DID patients and give them shock treatment and everything,
and they get paid for that.
When I downloaded the Ohio State Dept. of Mental Health computers, and
checked their personnel and hospital records, and forensic center
records, I'd find things like that they charged $11.80 for a hard boiled
egg and cup of milk.
In my book, 90% of all psychiatrists are phoneys. They're just snake oil
salesmen. They just bill Medicare and Medicaid an enormous amount of
money and then talk you into coming in and crying on their shoulder. And
then drug you up.
I'm trying to make a film based on The Milligan Wars. Minds of Billy
Milligan explained what it was. The Milligan Wars is the fighting of
these doctors over the situation. They'll keep you as long as they can.
They convince your children that they have it.
To the psychiatric community, MPD/DID is a marketable commodity.
They've actually opened hospitals entirely devoted to it. They keep
their game going until their insurance runs out. There's one called Del
Almo, up here in Los Angeles, and it's one of the worst. I was in Del
Almo myself for about a day and a half, until the federal marshals came
and dragged me out.
My thing is educating people. I just did this thing for Nippon TV that
if you want to you can contact 3.1 Productions in Hollywood, and Warner
Brothers. Ask them "What's going on with the "Milligan Story," Because
they've actually tried to quash this, because the doctors and hospitals
don't want this sh-- out in the open, cause it'll ruin a lot of their
freak shows. They didn't put it in the DSM-III until I came along, 20
years ago. Now, I'm being sued for trying to stop them. Everybody's
suing everyone, trying to stop it, cause they don't want anyone stopping
their freak show.
I've trained actors to play this role; Johnny Depp, Christian Slater,
John Cusack, and Leonardo deCapio, to enact MP as it really is and not
as it is popularly seen. The people that go on those shows are merely
conditioned actors. It's like Chris Sizemore. It's what she is now, is a
trained actor. It's really depressing.
I own a production company now, called Stormy Life Productions. We're
going to make a short film. We're more than willing to work with groups
who want to put something up on the air. We're ready to go on television
with facts and figures.
I actually talked to a young lady who recanted her statement. The social
workers actually talked her into saying her father molested her. They
took her out of her home. She went to school and talked another girl
into saying the same thing, because they'll buy you jeans and sneakers
and all kinds of stuff! And in six months she's really missing her
family. Her father was in jail and everything, and then she came
forward. This is what our psychiatric social workers and psychiatric
community will actually do. They are dangerous to the mental health and
well-being of our entire society.
Basically I hope that people who are humane and caring people will help
us join this resistance. I want a movement started. I want the freak
show stopped. It's doing more damage than it is good.
Billy Milligan
21 October 1996
And by the way The book title is " The Mind of Billy Milligan "
and i read the article from a cousins Penthouse January 1982
where the book was featured..
To my less informed Japanese friends ...
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内容（「BOOK」データベースより）
ビリー・ミリガンのなかには、じつに23もの別人格が潜んでいた。性格だけでなく、知能、年齢、国籍、性別さえ異なる彼らはなぜ生まれたのか。一貫した意識を奪われ、自殺を繰り返し試みるほどに追いつめられた基本人格のビリーは、いかに混乱をのりこえていくのか。そして世間の好奇と不信の目にさらされつつ進む裁判の行方は…多重人格という驚異の世界を通じて見えてくる人間の真実を温かな筆致で描き出す傑作実録。
何年も前にこの本を読んで、それ以来多重人格者やtrue crimeに興味を持つようになった。一人の人間の中に年齢も性別もばらばらの24人もの人格が存在している。そして彼らの一人一人には個性や好き嫌いがあり、ある人はすごいメカニックだったりする。こういう人間は何万人に一人しかいないのだろうか。ひょっとすると一人の中に2，3人くらいはいることもあり、本人さえ気付いていないのかもしれない。
この作品が実際にあった話というのに驚いた。自分の他に23人もの人が、たった１つの自分の体にいるとしたらどうだろう・・・。主人公のビリー・ミリガン（と心の中の人々）は、その考えがたい現実に立ち向かい、辛い病院生活を耐え切ったのだ。
私が言うのも何だが、多くの人にビリー・ミリガンが受けた幼児期の虐待や病院の酷いビリーの扱い様を知ってもらいたい。今でもこんなことが世界のどこかで起こっているかもしれない。と思うと私は悲しくてしょうがないのです。
上巻ではビリーの書いた絵が見れる（モノクロだった）。その絵はすばらしく、専門の画家を思わせぶった。その絵がビリーの中の他人格が書いたんだからビックリしてしまう。是非そこにも着目してほしい。
私にとって思い出に残る作品だし、キイス氏の書く文は最高だが、最後の後味の悪さはいただけないと思う。 --このレビューは、同タイトルの新書のレビューから転載されています。.
......... 影
This will always remind me of the college days ..
when i used to think idly in the dead hours around 3 in the morning in my bedroom
listening to this.....
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future,
sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of
sunscreen have been proved by scientists,
whereas the rest of my advice has no basis
more reliable than my own meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth.
Oh, never mind. You will not understand
the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded.
But trust me, in 20 years,
you'll look back at photos of yourself
and recall in a way you can't grasp now
how much possibility lay before you and
how fabulous you really looked.
You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future.
Or worry, but know that worrying
is as effective as trying to solve
an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.
The real troubles in your life are apt
to be things that never crossed your worried mind,
the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m.
on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts.
Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy.
Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind.
The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults.
If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters.
Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know
what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know
didn't know at 22 what they wanted
to do with their lives.
Some of the most interesting
40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees.
You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't.
Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't.
Maybe you'll divorce at 40,
maybe you'll dance the funky chicken
on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much,
or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance.
So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can.
Don't be afraid of it or of what
other people think of it.
It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines.
They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents.
You never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings.
They're your best link to your past
and the people most likely to stick
with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,
but with a precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle, because the older you get,
the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once,
but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in Northern California once,
but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths:
Prices will rise.
Politicians will philander.
You, too, will get old.
And when you do, you'll fantasize
that when you were young,
prices were reasonable,
politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you.
Maybe you have a trust fund.
Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse.
But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or
by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy,
but be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia.
Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal,
wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts
and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
Superman died last 2 sundays ago
the only superhero who had to disguise
himself to be just like us..ordinary
which most of us is likely not
convinced to be... anyway ..
a friend once asked what super power
i would choose to have, if given..
i replied, what if i chose one that
i dont wanna have...
would you still ask.. said yes
i replied.. foresight.
i`ve always considered it a curse..
coz.. it`ll give you either advantage..
and missed what the opposite
may have offered..
both ways .. drawbacks jack on.
it may even send you afloat thinking
of the muliple possibilities..
and resolve not to do anything about it.
but nothing beats conscience..
especially when it involves the
most powerful universal feeling.
this tool, be it a gift or a curse
will always go hand in hand with karma
or as i call it balance...
my true religion..
i spent most of the time
in the apartment sleeping
and leave just in time for work
my laundry is already looking like a hill
what dwarfs may call as a home...
visitors spend more time at the apartment
than i do ...
with my brother now staying around
proxy entertainer...
eating lunch and dinner someplace
and somewhere everyday..
sitting and standing .. whatever
jollibee makes good meat pies.
cant wait for Taco Bell to open
Working for the World`s
number one Computer Corporation
is like mayonaise on ice cream.
your eating it but still figuring out
why it tasted that way....
i couldnt even imagine anymore
how i ended up with this job
went to college and took up
courses too far from what im doin now
figuring out computer architecture
and sorting out sasser...
with credentials for medical arts
and political history..
not even having a valid computer degree
the only expertise i could claim
would probably the MS-DOS and Lotus wiz
that i think i am... applications
already considered to be obsolete.
being one of the 60,000 employees?
just pure luck maybe..
from a company that ships out
100,000 computers a day to end users
with 10 % chance of something may
have gone wrong in the manufacturing.
no point of doin the math..
when you damn know human error
never came as a blessing...
Debra Stunton was amusing
her perspective was quite Unamerican
after the meeting i asked her
a question i know she would never answer
the way i wanted it heard..
to hell with company policy.
as long as youre`doin your job right.
a long way from texas....
last Christmas and New year
i spent it in the office
i lost in the lot drawing..
i spent it watching firecrackers
blew up from the building window
staring at the window view
with Kentucky fried Chicken plate
on my hand which i didnt eat...
i dont even have a lovelife anymore
like most people do..
more of derranged social life..
accompanied with strange friends
and unpredictable circumstances..
but ya... there is this girl.
years have passed since i last saw her
i didnt have much news about her nemore
maybe i just dont wanna know anymore
or do i ?
i could spend eternity deciding
and end up spending everyday.... .. a day
Saturday was cold...
The Japanese Films were impressive
i noticed most Japanese films
pour to the idea of pain and losing
the two films i watched were...
I woke up wednesday morning
to wash my face..
no water was coming out ..
I forgot to pay the water bills
and they cut the water off
i thought...
Thursday and im still in a loop
still bothered by the thought
of me being transferred to Microsoft
Im not really a fan of Bill Gates
i even hate the guy..
i despise noothoots like him..
and im not quite even sure
if im` still enjoying my present Job
in this Computer company
that supports his software products..
if ever im gonna be transferred
and be another servant of technology
under the Gates` empire flag
i would be probably in the
Service Pack 3 for XP campaign
writting its special feature....
System Destroy
Friday.. Tito celebrated his birthday
with an Open Bar all night
in Ponticello Makati
He should...
Who wouldnt wanna celebrate..
if your as lucky as he is...
being an heir to their Family`s fortune
that i think two lifetimes
wouldnt be enough for it to runout..
Tito is well-mannered guy..
and never misses a mass each Sunday
you would seldom find him sitting alone in
St. Clement`s Chapel.. without the bodyguards
he always used to have even in highschool days
back in Angelicum..
I never saw his sister Celine`s
Newspaper column anymore
last news was...
she was lookin` for a fashion writer..
and the next thing you know she`ss on the
Pepsi Billboard posted wide on the Mall wall
I wonder what Celine is busy with these days...
One thing I know about the Lopez`s
is that, they know well how to take care
of iT ...previlege or mere fate...
good management acumen..
Havent heard from Kat for a month now
I wish she was doin ok in Thailand
she told me she is teaching
in a University in Bangkok..
the last time we got together
was months ago
i couldnt even remember what month
was it anymore..
i was so suprised when i recieved
a message on a friendster account
i made with my real name on it..
though i only open it once in a square moon.
after 10 years we havent seen each other
and then she popped..
we met and went to watch a movie
got the California Pizza
and went to the old pad..
and catching up from the past
just reminded me how long was it
since i saw anyone of them..
i told her about how i found Steve
thru friendster..
Steve is now managing
his own Bar now in London
one of the places i dreamed of living in
15 years had passed after Steve had
become an established Londoner
being our class Valedectorian was quite
easy for him ...
i sure do miss the guys
missing someone can sometimes be a blur
even in the clearest day of the week
i wonder how she is doing...
for the past week
i have consumed around
15 litres of Mountain Dew
a total of 6 Siopaos
3 Tall Cups of cappucino from StarBucks
and one Bacon Cheeseburger from Wendy`s
and the rest were unaudited..
and no...
i dont wanna talk about the
eathquake stuff anymore
i was drinking and the bottle spilled
i was about to throw up..
thats all...
and as what a dumb terrorist would say..
Life is Bum ! booomm!!!
duh...
hahahaha
writting wouldnt be a bad idea...
only that you dont know where to mail it to
i thought so....
Kris Q woke me up one Tuesday morning
when i was still enjoying my sleep
said he got news for me..
well it turned out it was news yeah.
much for his welfare again..
He said he landed the Job he was
fishing out for months now
He`s gonna work in the U.S.
i just dunno what state...
now after breaking in to
my apartment bedroom with that news
i had coffee.. i told him about
my upstairs neighbor and i dunno what
got into him.. he began dialing his cellphone
then suddenly, he told me that.....
i had to pretend today that its my birthday.
he called up and invited these girls
that just arrived fresh from Japan..
probably a bad idea that i told him
about my neighbors.....
Ronwell also came by...
Kris also called him up for this shit.
Ronwell is one horny guy
never a day that i hanged out with him
that he never talked about sex and other
horny stuff... Kris had to go pick up the girls
from a nearby train terminal from the apartment
me and Ronwell had to get 3 cases of lite beer
while awaiting the creep..
Ron and i began drinkin as expected...
he told me about this little island
in Spain where he had gone to...
a place called Las Palmas de Tenerife..
where people did nothing
but party party have sex and party...
and of course the Nude beach where he went..
Now comes Kris after an hour with two girls
3-time Japan Jetsetters..
of course what would you expect
on how they would be dressed up...
had a drink .. chit chat and shit
when nightfall came the other girl was
already acting up.. you know .. asking for consolation
guys should know the next move..
and as usual Ron was quick to react hahahha
Kris said they would be leaving by 10pm
i went resting in my bedroom and passed out
morning comes
and shit i wasnt able to go work yesterday
coz of Kris...
i went to gargle in the kitchen sink..
i heard people talking in low voices
much to my surprise ...
Ron and Kris with the 2 chicks were at the guest room
fuckers...
i cooked them breakfast
one of the girls asked me for a favor
she was looking for her long lost boyfriend
some japanese guy named Hideyoshi..
so i said OK ill see what i can do..
said she`ll pay anything for that information
hahahhaha ... i wonder where i could get the
employee list of the car company where
that guy was workin...
but hey.. internet just made things easier huh.
The next day i recieved news from a friend
Ivy my friend from the backdoor city
just got shot....
seldom you would hear girls getting shot.
i called her and asked who shot her..
some bubot guy she said..
she`ss still in the hospital when i called
it has been 3 years that we havent seen one another
but yet the miracle of communication blenders
after my call she told me she would change nos#
no news after that...
girls who grew up in New York are really nuts
hope she`ll get well soon ..
Meralco avenue was packed friday night
and the beer was installed in a Bulb-like shaped aparatii..
but i guess i just had too much..
i decided to go to the office and stay there
for the rest of the morning wee hours
staring in front of the monitor drunk
i know October had always been good to me...
i wonder what adventure awaits this idiot
the next couple of weeks...
but for the moment...
shift back i guess..
back to the bizzare theme park we called ..Life
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