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 | April 18, 1999 
 THE REPTILE-MEN CHASE
 There are three of us adventurers on a deserted island which is beautiful 
      and pristine. Grass and rocks at first... then the terrain quickly gives 
      way to Grand Canyon-like wind-eroded caverns where we find seashells and 
      sand everywhere. The caverns we walk thru were once under the sea!
 ___ Somewhere on a mountain face, we see the words, "Rescue me, I'm 
      in the nest" painted in big, white letters. We wonder who could've 
      written it since the island feels empty. But just as we think this, we realize 
      we are being chased by Reptile-men... hybrids between small dinosaurs and 
      walking homo sapiens. Probably because we trespass on their ancestral land.
 ___ We run... at one point in the chase, we clamber over some sand-blown 
      cavern walls and find ourselves... in a concrete parking lot. Suddenly, 
      it seems like the entire island which we were just marvelling at is a "theme 
      park". But the Reptilemen don't care, they're still chasing us, and 
      they're out for our blood.
 ___ We clamber down stairways which are reminiscent of the stairways in 
      shopping center carparks. But we are soon surrounded and cannot escape. 
      We should've climbed upwards so we could come out at street level....
 ON THE SNARE, IN MY VIDEOSuddenly I am in the Dulaang Sibol theatre and there are three people 
        onstage, playing (respectively) electric guitar, bass and drums. They 
        are bashing out original compositions, and one of them was written by 
        my sister Naya, entitled "Hallelujah" which goes something like, 
        "Hallelujah, tayo'y magsama-sama/ Hallelujah, tayo'y magkaisa..." 
        sung to a fast, rickety funk beat. Quite cool, except for the lyrics...
 ___ The guitarist and bassist, who both look like they 're still in high 
        school, are tinkering around with each other's instruments as they play, 
        continually tweaking the knobs and stuff to get louder and more distorted 
        electric sounds...
 ___ And suddenly, I have my own snare drum and am accentuating the simple 
        patterns that their drummer is playing by adding little figures and fills 
        in-between.
 ___ I am wearing earphones suddenly and listening to a funky drum sample 
        which I am then trying to emulate on the snare. And everything around 
        morphs into some great gigantic music video, with people dancing everywhere 
        in this vast club. At some point, I am in a crane and singing (apparently, 
        it is MY music video we're filming) and the crane lowers itself to the 
        bar level where I see 2 girls and ask them whether they'd like to love 
        boys or girls, and they both said, "Sorry, we like girls..." 
        and then they laugh, much to my chagrin.
 
 April 23, 1999 
 GREEN KUTSINTA
 Karlo Samson and I are playing a game thru an interactive TV screen. 
        You flip little green kutsinta into your opponent's mouth until both your 
        mouths are full. The first one who swallows is the loser. Of course, the 
        kutsinta taste wonderful, so it's a challenge not to swallow them. Bizarre.
 ___ There are also some sort of hide & seek games going on in this 
        little campus where we are located.
 
 April 26, 99 
 FRESHMAN DAY
 There's a room in Colayco Hall, Ateneo de Manila University, where 
        i am sleeping in. sleeping on a folding bed. it's been recently cleared 
        out by former occupants so we're new there.... whoever "WE" 
        means.
 ___ Then i am in a smallish classroom where there are many new students... 
        freshmen both boys and girls. Some upperclassmen like (former Sibolista) 
        Mhel Garrido and others arrive to make fun of the freshmen.... but the 
        humor wears thin and the freshmen aren't the type to sit by and take it.
 ___ There are a few pious people leading the freshmen on some devotions... 
        to the Virgin Mary and to some other icons found in the classroom. and 
        it's weird because the classroom is like a meeting place, study hall and 
        chapel.
 ___ Suddenly there is a game being played where the consequences are: 
        everyone must act like an animal and make animal sounds until someone 
        who can speak normally--- that's us upperclassmen--- can guess the animal. 
        (Bukas Palad mate) Celine Lambino is there saying "clackety-clackety-clackety-clack" 
        and i say Chicken? (it is only when i wake up that i realize she's imitating 
        my electric fan.)
 
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