Celebrity Schmelebrity. Fuck me. I’m Famous.
I wish. Hah!
Ohhhhhhhh Where the fucking hell are my haters when I fucking need them most? I’m currently on a roll because my sheer existence on this planet has been validated once, I mean, twice, again.
Let’s face it, everyone seeks fucking validation and acceptance. Some people aim to be accepted by a certain crowd, some people seek validation from their friends, some people want to be accepted by their families & love ones and some people… are struggling to accept themselves. I, on the other hand, being the geek that I am, seek acceptance AND validation from all the glorious and fabulous people in the world of the interweb.
First off… my favourite, favourite, FAVOURITE paparazzi photo website ofyoung Hollywood celebs, Celebworld.org surprised me with my own entry. Allow me to indulge and enter a state of delusional bliss for thinking I’m on the same ranks with my "buddies" Lindsay, Paris, Kim Kardashian (who the hell is she?), Britney and Jessica.
Visit http://www.celebworld.org to view my page or you can go to it directly:
God I’m soooo fuckin delusional eh? But whatever. It’s all about having fun.
WORK IT LIKE YOU OWN IT. FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT!
My ego brings all the boys to the yard… and they’re like, it’s better than yours. Damn right, it’s better than yours, I can teach you, but I have to charge. La la-la la la, warm it up, La la-la la la, the boys are waiting.
Next stop are the amazing people at Celebrities.com, a website that belongs to Hollywood’s King of the Paparazzi, E.L. Woody. I got a mention on their site/blog once again.
Visit http://www.celebrities.com/blog/?p=1336 to see me there.
I know, I know, I should stop this delusion of
grandeur fame but isn’t it fucking amazing how I’m such a NOBODY in the third world yet I’m all over the place on the net? Ok, not ALL OVER the place as in literally… hopefully we’ll get there, one straight man converted to faggotry at a time… HAHAHA… but still.
Man, I should get fuckin endorsement deals left and right where I live (I WANT MY OWN DAMN BILLBOARD GOD DAMMIT) but they’d rather chose mixed race mongrels, half GI-BABY/american soldier, half-reformed prostitute whatever. Maybe because they’re prettier than my ugly brown fat ass. Who knows? I really need to get a fuckin nose job and chin implant soon.
MY "OBLIGATORY PAPARAZZI SHOTS" ARE FINALLY PAYING OFF!!
HAHAHAHA! Look at me go all bitter and venomous. Ouch. God forbid the stench of all that vitriol I’ve been spitting will kill me one day.
Anyway… I’m a happy camper. The complaining stops here. Attention seeker got his dose of attention for the day and I’ll shut my trap for now.
Last, but not the least, I’m still waiting for the gorgeous folks at The San Francisco Chronicle, who interviewed me over the phone not too long ago, to publish me (podcast) on their site. They recently launched a podcast targeting Filipinos in the San Francisco/Bay Area. God knows whether or not they’ll post my interview cause I could barely remember what I said to the lovely reporter. It was 4AM! I wouldn’t be surprised if I spat profanities throughout the interview but we’ll see. All my fingers and toes are crossed and you’ll be the first one to know when that interview comes out…. if EVER they decide to publish it out. LOL.
On that profound note, I’ll keep this entry short and start working on a longer entry.
I was supposed to go out last night. I backed out and fell asleep. At 10:30PM! I didn’t have anything NOTHING to wear. I’m saving my John Galliano jacket for a special ocassion. Those Filipino bloody designers better start sending me free clothes, ok, I don’t wanna be a freeloader but a fuckin 50% discount would suffice. God my face is so thick it’s unbelievable.
Someone please snap me back to reality and burst my ego bubble.
Don’t feed the ego cause the ego’s trying to be anorexic.
You all know how to get a hold of me. Email firstname.lastname@example.org or SMS +63.915.785.1492
I love you all. Spread the faggotry alive!