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1:15 am

Weirdest Dream EVER… Karl Lagerfeld: “You are as Beeeg as a Peeeg.”

25/05/2006, Current Affairs, Fashion

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Karl Lagerfeld: "You are as Beeeg as a Peeeg."

Ugh! I’ve been slacking all week long. In fact, I haven’t shaved since since last week. My entire face is covered with stubble. Boy I look so fucking rough and hideous. Bin Laden would’ve been so proud of me for channeling my inner taliban. At this point, even smack junkie Pete Doherty looks better than me.

I was supposed to get some highlights and my hair done at 2PM this afternoon with one of my gal pals but I ended up getting out of bed 3 hours late. Don’t ask me why – I already missed far too many appointments this week (including a late lunch session with Mrs. T) because of my fucked up sleeping habits.

I had 9 hours of sleep instead of my usual 4. I got up at 5 in the afternoon all sweaty and freaked out: I had the strangest dream nightmare EVER… and to think, it’s rare for me to dream. Extremely rare. I’m too old for that dreaming bullshit. Afterall, sleeping is the only time my mere 2 brain cells get to rest. I’m gonna dream WHEN I WANT TO and that’s when I’M AWAKE. You know, foie gras wishes and Chanel haute couture dreams.

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7:41 pm

The World Is Mine.

24/05/2006, Fan Art

The World Is Mine

Geography is no boundary when it comes to Bryanboy’s faggotry! New York City, Singapore, Montreal, Canada, Melbourne Australia, Chicago, Södertälje, Sweden, Baltimore, Maryland even Boulder, Colorado in the US of A!

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Full-sized pics (and a guy in underwear) after the jump…

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10:51 pm

I’ve Been FARKED… Meet Fophey

21/05/2006, Press Coverage

I’ve Been FARKED… and you too.

First things first, I’d like to give a big shout out to more than 15,914 (and growing) individuals who visited my website in the past 18 hours coming from Fark.com. I love each and every one of you.

All ya gotta do is fall in line and wait for your turn… sloppy seconds galore.

I’m working on Podcast #006 (I know, I know and if you haven’t subscribed yet, be sure to do so by visiting http://www.bryanboy.com/podcast cause I’m about to release it shortly).

Meet FOPHEY, aka Chris Chapman from Richmond, Virginia.

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2:20 pm

Salivate Mother Fuckers

18/05/2006, Fan Art

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Fuck billionaires at this point. I take back what I said on how money speaks louder that bone structure. In my books, love and muscles trump money anytime baby.

Remember how at one point I said that I am the gayest gay that ever gayed, I sweat glitter and I am so gay that even gay people hate me because I give gay people a bad name? I cannot help but ask… who the fucking hell are these "gay people"?

Well guess what faggots and maggots… screw being gay…who’s having the last laugh now?

I fucking found the father of my first born child!!!!

*I’m kidding*

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I’ve travelled the world and back, met British chavs, Icelandic jailbait, Russian sailors and Swedish twinks, but nothing beats a good ol’ American jock.

I know y’all come here every so often for that daily dose of glittery fairy dust and my world-renowned faggotry. Today however, I’m giving you pure testosterone.

Meet Ethan of the Brat Boy School.

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www.bratboyschool.com

I’m sure you’ve recognized him somewhere. He even snagged the cover of this gay magazine called XY which I used to read back in the dark ages, before I discovered V and Wallpaper*. HAHAHAHA!

I’ve been reading his website recently (to compensate for my lack of masculinity AND BRAINS) and this guy is such a hoot! I love his blog entries, especially his "cooking" posts!!!! This is a guy who’s got brains (unlike me… I only have 2 brain cells) and makes perfect sense. Personally though I couldn’t care less about politics, the price of gas or religion but he makes all of that stuff interesting. There are more important things in my life like worrying about my nails when there’s a category 1 hurricane where I live.

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Photo credit: www.bratboyschool.com

Ok… I’m really at a loss on what to say.

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I don’t wanna be an anorexic princess anymore… I wanna be a muscle mary too!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! That means I have to ditch my love for Chanel though… ick!


Photo credit: www.bratboyschool.com

Well, now that I gave y’all a touch of butch, let’s go back to what you came for… faggotry at its finest!

I sent Bratboy a couple of pictures of my unconditional love. In pink!!!!! His website is soooo butch I just have to gay it up a little bit and sprinkle some fairy dust.

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Shit, I have to resurrect my super old NEON PINK Juicy Couture sweats (and you know how I’m totally allergic to Juicy Couture) with the word JUICY emblazoned on my butt cheeks to celebrate my newfound love for daddy.

Hat by Stephen Jones for John Galliano, wristband by Chanel, sunglasses by Dior (and Gucci), t-shirt by Fake London, sweatpants by Juicy Couture

My god, believe it or not, I’m still hyperventilating! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my fucking god! *kidding*

What are you waiting for? Stop drooling over our pictures…. get your camera and start snapping photos! I’m still waiting for my wish to be granted — men in uniform holding the "I LOVE BRYANBOY" sign.

But for now, I’m happy with Bratboy. Bryanboy loves Bratboy!

Visit www.bratboyschool.com.

I love you all! Email bryan@bryanboy.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492.

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8:17 pm

To Market To Market!, Today’s Obligatory Paparazzi Shots, Billionaire Bachelors Club

16/05/2006, Current Affairs, Food and Drink

To Market To Market!

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Foulard by Louis Vuitton, sunglasses from Dior, Pepsi t-shirt from Dolce & Gabbana, amber & gold necklace from Kenneth Jay Lane, bag from Hermès, jeans by Acne, boots by Frye.

I was bored out of my skull yesterday late afternoon so my sister nad I joined our mom and our maid to the supermarket. Kind of.

We skipped the whole roam-around-with-a -trolley thing and went straight to my favourite local patisserie Bizu. It’s pointless to watch your mom and the help browse raw, dead meat when you can sashay around the mall and try to get cute boys check out your OWN meat. Hahaha!

Anyway, my sis and I went to Bizu to have "breakfast"… at 6 in the evening!

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Ooooh lookie lookie at at all those colourful macarons. I don’t like the blue-coloured mint one. Yuck! My favourite has got to be the green-coloured pistacchio and the purple-coloured blueberry. Scrumptious! It’s been ages since I last went to this place… even my mom only goes to Bizu for their macarons!

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One day, when I get really really really rich and when I get my own big house with no traces of my familia de horreur in sight, I’ll invite each and every one of you and we’re gonna have a big macarons and tea party. I’ll buy macarons from Bizu by the truckload and I’ll import tea from Fauchon.

Then we’ll have a big orgy and you’ll watch me get gangbanged.

051606_wolvesAfter Bizu, we went to our local bookstore to look for a book that was recommended to me by a reader called "Wolves in Chic Clothing". It’s a book written by the same people who wrote one of my favourite books, "The Right Address". I love these Park Avenue/New York society schmoiety books. It’s one step up from my previous reads such "Gossip Girls" etc. Books like these are very hilarious and highly entertaining. It’s fun to read stories involving the rich, the richer, the richest, the high society and all their drama in spite of the fact that they’re fiction. It makes you think "damn, I’m so glad I don’t belong in such circles" etc.

Wolves in Chic Clothing is available at Amazon.com for US$14.27. You can even get it cheaper on Amazon.com if you buy a like-new or used copy. It’s sad that my bookstore is sold out of the book.

We didn’t roam around the mall that much. I know that there’s NOTHING to see and to think, I’m almost there EVERY fucking day so we went back to the supermarket to take some pictionary shots.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh wait… we passed by this shop called "Tutto Moda" and saw this super old, super god knows how many seasons ago Gucci bag for about US$1,784.50 (P93,450). I can’t believe they’re still selling it at FULL PRICE!!! This is exactly why NOBODY there aren’t a lot of people who buy luxury goods in this country. Inventory rarely moves because it’s rare for the shops to put items on sale!!! If things DO go on sale, they’ll only shave 15 or 20% off, unlike in other countries where they take 50-70% off the original price…. and to think, these items are oh so last season ago.

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Enough fashion…

Camilla in a GAY Scandal and Willian finds out her shocking secret. What? Camilla is a man? Old news baby. I bet you a million dollars that Camilla DOES have a penis and Charles loves taking it up the shitter. Next!

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I LOOOVE the fruits and vegetables section… always a nice backdrop for photos. It’s oh-so-domesticated.

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Fashion Trivia #164349: did you know that Calvin Klein model Natalia Vodianova used to be a fruit market girl in Nizhny Novgorod in Russia?

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Not too long ago, I watched this documentary about these anorexic Australian twins. A camera crew and a doctor visited their house and all they found on their fridge was a slice of watermelon. I was chatting with a friend the other day and I told her I should embark on a "watermelon and diet coke"-only diet. I really need to lose weight and anorexia is my only salvation.

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We went straight home after the supermarket. I had a great time. It was Monday for god’s sake! I had much needed oxygen and it’s always nice to strut around and walk like Mariacarla Boscono at the fuckin mall.

Today’s Obligatory Paparazzi Shot(s)

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Billionaire Bachelors Club

I was chatting to a friend on MSN and he gave me this link to check out. It’s Forbes’ Billionaire Bachelors list. I saw this list ages ago so it’s good to be reminded again.

It’s amazing how all of these boys are filthy rich yet they’re all fucking fugly. Proof that money can’t buy good looks the same way money can’t buy class or style (look at me… I’m a circus of my own and to think, I don’t even have that much money!).

Anyway, who needs good looks if you have THAT much money? I’ve seen a lot of FILTHY rich people and they look really awful and hideous. Even poor people look good compared to them. Hell yeah, look at all those poor models who end up prostituting once their careers are over. LOL. In this superficial and material world that we live in, money speaks louder than bone structure. Who needs jaw-dropping DNA when you’ve got at least 10 figures in your bank account? Even the pope will have unsafe sex with you if you’re dripping with that much wealth.

Say hello to daddy!!!!

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Out of everyone on that list, I find Mikhail Prokhorov and 22-year old "Prince Albert" (HAHAHAHAHAHA) err Albert von Thurn und Taxis quite "doable". Ok… I wouldn’t touch them with a bat had they been poor but out of everyone on the list, they’re the ones who look ok. I think I’m biased because

1) I like Russians – those Russians certainly know how to play hard. And a Russian with $6.4 Billion dollars can easily turn my dream into a reality — to be an oligarch’s wife, all novvye russkiye (new Russian) style in $120,000 chinchilla furs and US$11,000 crocodile Fendi b bags.

2) I have a soft spot for young people – I don’t know what it is but I’ve always been a jailbait magnet. As much as I’d want to have a sugar daddy to spoil me rotten, it’s different to be with someone a little younger than me. God forbid I end up a pedophile someday.

Come to mommmmmmma

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and 3) I like billionaires – who doesn’t? Billionaires trump millionaires any time of the day sweetie.

Ok, except Fahd Hariri. The fine line starts here and let’s not even go there.

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He may be only 25, worth US$2.7 BILLION dollars and can easily turn me into the new MOUNA AL AYOUB but there’s something in his eyes that are sooo satanic.

Oh good lord just fucking look at me. I’m a gold digger at such tender age. For all you know, I could end up with a penniless (not penisless) man in the future.

And with my attitude (in addition to my ugliness), I might even end up


with NO MAN AT ALL!!!

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA! Poor me. I’m doomed for the rest of my life!

Podcast #6 coming up in a bit… and Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax. Be sure to subscribe to my podcast. You WON’T FIND IT on iTunes. Visit
http://www.bryanboy.com/podcast.

I love you all. Email bryan@bryanboy.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492.

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PPSS. Bryanboy älskar svenskar!

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Jag talar till alla lata, svenska mammaknullare. Lyft på luren och ring +46-08-5592-6279 för att tala in ett meddelande till mig. Säg ert förnamn och vart i Sverige du ringer ifrån. Jag vill även höra er säga det magiska ordet "Baboosh" och jag vill att DU, ja DU, säger att du ÄLSKAR MIG.

Du kan också ställa vilken fråga du vill. På ENGELSKA, såklart.

TRYCK PÅ DENNA LÄNK FÖR ATT HÖRA ETT

EXEMPEL PÅ ETT MEDDELANDE
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Du kan också ställa vilken fråga du vill. På ENGELSKSKA, såklart. Jag kommer publicera ditt meddelande på min nästa podcast.

RING NU SLYNOR! ALLA NI SMUTSIGA SVENSKA SLYNOR, HOROR OCH BÖGAR! jag vill höra din röst, det borde inte ta mer än 1 minut. Hahahaha!

Jag älskar er som alltid.

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4:30 am

Faggotry in Motion #2

15/05/2006, Videos

Faggotry in Motion #2

Bryanboy: Faggotry in Motion #2 on Vimeo

A top semiologist writes: Bryanboy being blown in the Phillippines, with a pearl necklace hanging off him. The message of this video is contradictory; transmits dissonance. Is the seemingly mundane, unstructured montage of images a cry for help, a wry reflection on the shallowness of consumerism, or a crisis of creativity, an example of trying to ‘make a very little go a long, long way’?

Bryanboy says…. there’s nothing wrong with excess!

Click here for more information about my video series, "Faggotry in Motion". Please feel free to pass this around. Show me some love and attention. Hahaha!

You know where to contact me. Email bryan@bryanboy.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492.

I love you all.

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4:45 pm

Familia de Horreur

14/05/2006, Uncategorized

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I’m sure you’ve heard the news how we’ve got this huge storm that hit my motherland, the land of the brown, l’exotique and the natives aka Las Islas Filipinas. I feel terrible knowing that over 21 people died, over 6,000 people are left homeless. At least that’s what the Washington Post said.

But that didn’t stop me and from getting my nails done and a massage yesterday. Hurricane or not, I won’t let mama nature steer me away from pampering myself.

To hell with gray skies, rain and the nasty wind. I LOOOVE the weather! It’s supposed to be hot, hot summer hot in this tropical archipelago but we’re blessed with a beautiful, gorgeous, rainy gray yesterday – I finally got the chance to layer up underneath my Norma Kamali for Everlast gray puffy-sleeved cropped cardigan.

I spent the entire afternoon with all 3 of my siblings. Everyone’s got a busy schedule and it was rare for all 4 of us to be together. We’re not by all means a "perfect" family but it was nice and refreshing to enjoy each other’s company without fighting or having a argument even for a second. I think it’s because of the fact that none of us are getting younger these days. In fact, we even ditched the maids and we all took turns taking photos and videos of each other. It was amazing and fun.

Our first stop was Tips and Toes where we had manicures, pedicures and back massages.

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Cropped hoodie by Norma Kamali for Everlast, sunglasses from Dior, white t-shirt from Topshop, silk scarf from Chanel, fish necklace from Chanel, faux pearls from a store I can’t remember, chain, leader and bead necklace from a local boutique called "Firmas", jeans by Acne (Sweden), boots from Chanel, metallic spy bag from Fendi.

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Work it like you own it. Fake it till you make it!

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Anyway, we all used to fight one another and our parents would always tell us that we shouldn’t be fighting cause at the end of the day, we really got no one else other than each other. Fuck friends. "Friends" come and go and these days, they are dime in a dozen… and screw "life partners" and their variants. Boyfriends, girlfriends and "life partners" only last till they dump you.

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(That’s ***MY*** turqouise necklace right there that Mrs. T gave to me and I haven’t even used yet!! UGH!!. The evil bitch troll gets to use some of my things first I hate it! LOL)

After Tips and Toes, we went to the Coffee Bean where I had a tuna sandwich (I only ate the tuna and the lettuce) and the usual vanilla ice-blended with NO WHIPPED CREAM.

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Buy this month’s (MAY) Mega Magazine because I have a photo of me there somewhere.

I know all my siblings are fatter than me and believe it or not, there were times… many, many times how I thought I was the adopted child or I got switched at the nursing room at the hospital when I was born. The hell with it, my siblings probably think I’m soooo ashamed of them because of the way I act whenever we’re out in the public and they’d go all weird and loud and crap. Sometimes I’d take the piss at them and tell them they’re all short, fat and they dress like hookers or how they should stop borrowing my shit cause they’ve got theirs or other silly, random things. God, I must have hurt their feelings. Hahahaha!

If I may so, I’m a complete pig myself and I’m not the skinny young twink I used to be.

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Nevertheless, yesterday was the only day that I realized that in spite of my sibling’s flaws…. OUR flaws (mine included), these are the people who have stood by me through thick and thin and will always be there for me no matter what happens. Blood is thicker than water indeed. I’m so fortunate to have them and I would NEVER EVER trade them for anything else. I’m also lucky that my siblings keep me close to reality… they’re the perfect antidote to all my drama and pretentions. They keep both of my feet on the ground. Unlike me, they’re all modest and humble, which makes my life balanced.

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After the Coffee Bean, I went to the Body Shop to pick up some essentials.

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And then we all went to meet up with the parentals for dinner at this Thai/Asian restaurant called "Banana Leaf", which I keep on mistaking for "Banyan Tree", which is a lovely chain of lovely hotels and spa in South East Asia.

I guess I should never be ashamed of my familia de horreur. Afterall, I’m lucky, very lucky, that in spite of being the black sheep in the family, they love me so much.

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I JUST WISH I HAVE EXTREMELY WEALTHY POLICITIANS OR BUSINESSMEN AS PARENTS WHO WILL SPOIL ME ROTTEN BECAUSE THEY’RE ALWAYS BUSY WITH WORK OR THEIR EXTENDED NUCLEAR FAMILIES. I WANT SKINNY TALL MODELS AS SIBLINGS!!!! WHO NEEDS LOVE WHEN DADDY CAN EFFORTLESSLY BUY ME A BENTLEY? WHO NEEDS MOTHERLY ADVICE WHEN MUMMY WILL BUY ME EVERYTHING I WANT AT CHANEL? I WANT MONEY MONEY MONEY!!!!!!!! I WANT THE SPOILED CHILD WHO NEVER HADE FAMILIAL LOVE!!!HAHAHAHAHAHA!

I’m kidding.

051306_familiadehorreur_1All I can say is, my family may not be "picture perfect" but at least we’re SERIOUSLY not dysfunctional. I know I shouldn’t be judging other families because every one has a story to tell but I can’t help it… I have to share this sense of pride inside of me. I’m very proud that my parents have never cheated on each other, they don’t have unwanted spawn with some third party demon, they almost never fight and in spite of them not spoiling me rotten to the core and giving me EVERYTHING MATERIAL that I want, having a family who is ever so loving, accepting and understanding such as mine makes me want to forget all the fabulous material things in the world.

On that profound note, I’d like to greet my obese mother a happy mother’s day. Thank god you’re losing weight. I’m sooo jealous of those kids with skinny mothers. HAHAHAHAHA! But yeah, I’m glad your newfound DVD addiction helps. Keep up the good work. Losing 11 pounds is quite an achievement.

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Oh and I know you guys got married on October and gave birth to me on March the following year. You can deny that I’m a love child (or a result of premarital sex) all you want but I’m still proud of you mum and I love, love, love you.

Today’s Obligatory Paparazzi Shot(s)

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God I’m fucking gorgeous in spite of the rain. Thank you lord almighty for making me pretty.

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Coming up in a few hours… a new podcast and a new video. Stay tuned!

Email me and tell me you love me. Email bryan@bryanboy.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492.

I love you all!

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PPSS. Keep the love and the pose photos coming!

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6:11 pm

Protected: Princess Di Would Be Sooo Proud of Me

12/05/2006, Social Awareness

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10:54 pm

Faggotry in Motion #001

10/05/2006, Current Affairs, Food and Drink, Videos

Faggotry in Motion #001

It’s here! It’s finally here!

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Many of you have emailed to ask whether I have videos of me online. I don’t think I have any videos of me other than the one my Russian friend took 2 years ago in Moscow.

I *know* many of you are obsessed about me. Don’t deny it. I know for a fact that you visit my blog every day to drool over my latest pictures, see what I’m wearing recently (clothes, accessories and BAGS), look for those "I LOVE BRYANBOY" and the infamous Bryanboy pose photos, read what I have to say and of course, last but not the least, check whether I’M GOING TO TALK ABOUT YOU… ok, I totally made up the last bit.

Point is, some of you simply can’t get enough of me so I’m giving you MORE!

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After several hours of toying around with Windows Movie Maker, I am proud to present you the latest addition to my ever-growing media library… the BRYANBOY "FAGGOTRY IN MOTION" video series.

CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD EPISODE 1

OF MY "FAGGOTRY IN MOTION" SERIES VIDEO.

Note: you must have Windows Media Player in order to view the file. If you are on a MAC or if you don’t have Windows Media Player, feel free to use the YouTube video below.

The downloadable file is wayyy clearer and much better. I’m sooo sorry for the shitty video quality. I don’t toy around with technology that often and my video editing skills are pretty much nonexistent. Nevertheless, things will definitely get better over time. Hopefully I’ll have really cool videos of me soon.

Click here to visit my YouTube page for more videos…

Moving on….

My sister and I visited our grandma down earlier this morning and we stopped by at the gas station.

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We went to McDonald’s for fries, coke and a couple of quarter pounders. Ugh. McD’s used to be a "once a month" or "once every 2 months" affair.  I need to see my shrink pronto. There must be an underlying reason why I’m addicted to fast food as of late.

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Hat from Chanel, sunglasses from Chanel, "Coco Movie" necklace from Chanel, white tank top from Topshop, beige cardigan from Zara, jeans from Acne Jeans (Sweden), oversized denim bowling bag by Chanel (Luxury by Chanel line).

I’m gonna get struck by lightning for owning 3 Luxury by Chanel bowling bags: black, silver and oversized denim. God, who in their right mind would buy 3 bags of the same style but in different colors? Hahahahahah! I don’t know what it is but I’m currently having a Chanel obsession. In fact, I was *this* close in getting another Chanel bag… I used to be on the waiting list for that tiny bag with the airplane and the rainbow but thank goodness I didn’t follow through on that. Enough Chanel for me this season… unless they come up with a JUMBO caviar classic quilted bag in a pale/sky blue color. No, not the ostrich one or the washed leather. I saw those already.

Anywayyyyyyyyyyyy…

We also went to Starbucks for a caffeine fix… as if the large coke wasn’t enough. I got a venti Americano. Take note how I wore socks with my limited edition Havaianas. I was gonna put my shoes on but I was too damn lazy. I guess this whole socks with sandals/flip flops is a very Filipino thing. Gosh, I’ll never forget those days back in the dark ages and I’d see all these guys wear socks with their birkenstocks inside the mall. Ugh! I felt like one of them. Yuck!

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We took a few pictures here and there, even stopped by at the highway/motorway/freeway toll gate exit/bridge that overlooked my former school. Ick!

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Today’s Obligatory Paparazzi Shot

Oh dear.

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I hope you all enjoy the video as much as I do. It’s 10:34PM and I’m really tired and knackered to the bone. I’m gonna take a nap and I’ll update later.

I love you all!

As always, you all know where to contact me. Email bryan@bryanboy.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492.

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PPSS. Bryanboy loves his loverboy Chad, who recently went to Iceland. Dammit, I *MISS* Iceland. It’s been quite awhile since I last went there… shit, 6 or 7 years I think.

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8:51 am

Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

09/05/2006, Random Cheesemax

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#1 – Bryanboy loves people from Parla, Madrid Spain, Englewood Cliffs, NJ, Rixensart, Brabant Belgium, Cardiff, UK, Petaling Jaya, Malaysia, Vanda, Finland, Eschborn, Hessen Germany, Bangkok, Thailand, Cape Town, South Africa, Bischwiller, Alsace France, Beveren, Belgium, Hemiksen, Antwerpen Belgium (Jesus, a ton of Belgian readers eh?), Valla, Sweden and of course, all my loverboys and fag hags in Vienna, Austria. I love each and every one of you. Say hi, don’t be shy!

#2 – Oh dear. I seriously wish I knew what (or should I say WHERE) I gotten myself into. You see, a little over a year ago, not too many people in this country knew who I was. Errr, ok, I’m not insinuating that a lot of people know me now, but compared to last year, the people who know my name these days got multiplied by several hundred, if not thousands… perhaps tens of thousands. People from all sorts of backgrounds – rich, poor, middle class, pretending to be rich (like me), pretending to be poor (also like me), whatever.

I’ll never forget those times when I’d go to clubs and parties and many, many people would introduce me to many, many people and I’d say "hi", go all shy and make a complete fool of myself. (BTW, I still haven’t learned… I STILL make a fool out of myself.). I’d be FILTHY FUCKING rich if I got a dollar every time someone said "I’ve heard sooo much about you" or "I’ve heard about your blog". Heck, a lot of people even introduced themselves to me. It’s all fun and good and I have absolutely no regrets because I get to meet people… something I’ve NEVER done before… and to think, I NEVER talk to anyone UNLESS they approach me. I’m not the type of person who would introduce myself to anyone. I just can’t.

050906_meThere were sooo many names. Names, names, names, names, names. People, who, at that time, I had no clue as to who they are. I was sooo stupid and clueless. I’ve got no one else to blame back then for being clueless because I don’t read newspapers or magazines. For instance, there was a time when I asked someone (who was just introduced to me) why people are approaching her left and right, every 5 seconds. She’d pull me in one quiet corner and we’d talk for HOURS so people won’t disturb our lovely conversation.

Oh I don’t know anymore. When you somehow made a name for yourself (in spite of how people perceive you) and when your goal is to create a new world order through faggotry (hahaha), I guess it’s inevitable for people to talk about you. It’s one of those things that come with the package and the price you pay for being known by a lot of people.

(I didn’t wanna use "well-known" or "famous" because I like to pretend I’m humble. Humility is next to cleanliness and cleanliness is next to godliness. HAHA!)

I guess one could only take so much crap. I got fed up a couple of days ago on some internet forum so I asked why some of them can’t stop talking shit about me. I told them that I’m a nobody; I’m no actor, celebrity or socialite and I certainly don’t deserve their trash and fallacies. Their attention is better directed towards someone else, someone even more high-profile than me.

And then out of nowhere, there’s someone out there using me to wipe the floor of the house that I don’t even belong. I really don’t understand what they get out of it.

I have to admit I had a good laugh when I saw that website.

Ok, I lied.

I initially cringed in shock and horror, shed some tears and called a few friends at first and then I realized should just take it lightly. Afterall, FAMOUS and FABULOUS people get talked (and trash talked) all the time. I’m just disappointed that it’s now getting REALLY personal.

These people obviously have far too much spare time in their hands. I suggest that they fine-tooth comb my website. I doubt they read my plea 3 months ago on how I wanted to be adopted by someone with ill-gotten wealth.

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Hmm.. I gave it some thought and how I *SERIOUSLY* wish I was a son of a corrupt army general.

Imagine me hitting the third world high streets in my own Maybach or Bentley with 3 bodyguards in tow, all paid for by Filipino taxpayers. I’d have a super fine, kick-ass degree at a top NY school under my belt and I wouldn’t be sooo ashamed on how "modest" my grandfather’s grave is.

Shit, if these people only knew how much angst I’ve got against my boring brown clan because we don’t have a maosoleum!!!!!!!

Anyway, a few people told me to just ignore it because the more I show my vulnerable side, the more likely they’ll provoke and attack. It’s sooo hard to ignore it though because I’m new to this level of viciousness. It’s one thing to be trash-talked by 2 or 3 people and it’s another thing to be trashed in a larger scale.

I guess all I have to do at this point is learn how to deal with it with a white glove and (pretend or try to) show everyone I’m above such crap.

It’s hard but I know I’ll manage.

Please tell me I’m good at trying to get sympathy. I’ve always wanted to play the po’ little rich boy drama act except I’m not rich. I want to see whether it will work for me because I know it worked for other rich people HAHAHAHAHA!!! I’m kidding.

#3 – You guys certainly know how to make a fag happy. It really is comforting to know that there’s people out there who read my gospel, wherever they are in the world. Norway, California, Florida, Philippines and Singapore.

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#4 – Oh my good lord. Lookie lookie at what I got via email!!!!!! There you have it. Your love has definitely reached record-breaking levels. This is too much!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Nothing can beat a big brown ass from hell!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!

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#5 – I STILL CAN’T GET OVER THE FACT THAT FENDI DID MY POSE!! HAHAHAHA!

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#6 – Random Cheesemax on the net…

  • click here | No, there’s no way Paris and I can be a couple. That would be like incest.
  • click here | Am I the only one disgusted at Clay Aiken? I literally can’t stand seeing his face. Someone just burn this guy alive.
  • click here | Victoria Beckham is the reason why I want to have plastic surgery.
  • click here | Meet the 24-hour, 6-foot-6 party person. And no, she isn’t a tranny.
  • click here | Meet the Olsen twins’ male counterparts. Twice the money, twice the fun!
  • click here | Kate Moss to start her own clothing line?
  • click here | Check out Catherine Malandrino’s online boutique
  • click here | Take a look at Prince Harry’s crotch. God I wanna give it a good fondling.

#7 – WHAT IS… AND WHO MADE THAT BAG AND HOW COME I DON’T HAVE IT? I WANT ONE I WANT ONE I WANT ONE!!!

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Pic courtesy of my favourite celeb paparazzi photo site, www.celebworld.org

050906_tank#8 – Flex that plastic and shop, shop, shop!

  • click here | I LOVE this tank top. Cute online store from Australia. Super cheap, too.
  • click here | BORROW, I repeat, BORROW, the biggest brands in designer handbags.
  • click here | Cute ipod cases from Fred Flare.
  • click here | I’m eyeing those denim shorts from Frost French. Thing is, I’ve got hairy legs!
  • click here | I kinda like this Luella bag. £795 from this lovely online store called "Little London".

#9 – Check out the Bryanboy Forums for Podcast #005′s tracklistings. Visit http://www.bryanboy.com/forum.

#10 – I’m sorry but La Lohan has grown on me. I used to hate her but man, she really is my guilty pleasure. I don’t care if she’s got a ton of freckles… I love HER!! I’d die if she did a Bryanboy pose and hold an "I LOVE BRYANBOY" sign pic. Hahahaha!

#11 – Check out NYC’s Social Elite Power Ranking. Tinsley Mortimer, I love you.

I think that’s all for now.

Email bryan@bryanboy.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492. I love you all!

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