Sunday, February 23, 2014

Attention Deficit Disorder


If other people can boast of impressive collections, I can consider that the thing I have most at the moment is the magazine. Categorically, I have magazine collection. It all started when I had my first Men's Health magazine, which I got as back issue. This was around the time that I was financially distressed but wanted to get abs. At P65, I look forward to the back-issues of the month of MH.

The transition came when I started to be involved in building my own and my brother's house. By then I was already an addict for home design magazines, which include entertainment magazines featuring  celebrity homes. Then evolved to lifestyle magazine. In essence, I did not really collect them, it's just my interest in this phase of my life. It happens that I don't dispose all of them. The other treasured ones are kept - whola!, my collections.

I read them over and over.

I have my sacred time. Let's just say right before I take a bath. You know when. This started long ago. Poo-poo-ing just bores me. I need to be pre-occupied. As they say, time is gold. Reading is the best way to kill time - and I guess the most productive.

I can't read books. I don't read books. I can not digest the idea of the lengthy chapters to obtain a single line of thought. Newspapers (in the early phase of my life) and magazines' features would only consume five to ten minutes of my time. Ideal!

Summary: I don't read books because I have short memory span, that explains why I have magazine collection.

Related to that, I list down  few things that can be considered not-so-serious-statistics.

1. Despite the years of FHM phenomenon - I didn't buy any until May 2013.  I was a legitimate adult male at 25 or so when Katrina Halili and Christine Reyes ruled men's mag universe. I kept a promise to Ryza Cenon that my first and only FHM should be hers. 

2. Rewind: my first Maxim was Wendy Valdez on the cover in August 2007. My pact with Ryza is limited to FHM. 

3. I got my first Rogue in Recto, which I bought not a back issue but a second hand item, with an unknown (by that time) lady on the cover, Solenn. 

4. My first Esquire was just few days ago. This led me to post on my FB account "Itinaya ko na ang yaman ko.. mabili ka lamang.." Admit it, the price is equivalent to 5 kilos of rice.

This is a far cry from the destitute who waits for the back issue. Anyway, that is a back issue - JL's back on the cover. It was pure coincidence that I usually pose like that. Isn't it evident on the profile photo?

2. I initially believed and got the result of following instructions from MH workouts. It then faded when someone advised me that those muscles could not be achieved without Steriods. Albeit, I just went tired of it.

3. Now, I copy layouts of the magazines for our office's publications. Not that I'm not aware of intellectual property right, I think it would just be too hard for them to find out, nor they have that time in the world.

4. How many do I have? I don't count. What I know is that I wipe them as frequent as I rearrange my room, which is estimatedly twice a year. 

It stops here. The point when I realized that the things I'm saying are no longer statistics.  

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I've always thought that what I have is short-term attention span. It turned out that I have to ignore "term" as I Googled it. Then, I learned of the term Attention Deficit Disorder. Ang sarap pakinggan - pangmatalino.   




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