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2:41 pm

It’s Business!

21/10/2005, Uncategorized

It’s Business!

Today’s a good day. The sun is up, the sky is blue and I’m wearing some jeans, a Dior Homme t-shirt and an Hermes scarf as a belt.

It’s so good that it only took me 18 minutes to travel from my house to a place where it usually takes 45 minutes to go to.

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(god I look like a cadaver on this photo. my skin is awful!!!)

And then you’ve got all these public rallies and politics-related protesters going on around the nation’s capital.

Thank god they’re far from where I’m at.

Thinking about politics gives me a headache.

I don’t even want to talk about it.

I won’t deny the fact that I’m a horrible citizen.

I really could care less about politicians.

In fact, I haven’t even voted. I’m 23 years old and I’ve never voted.

The only time I’ll vote is when I’m running for a position – I’ll vote for myself.

Otherwise…

I’ll leave that ‘vote’ job to 80 million other Filipinos.

I already have my own personal drama to deal with let alone deal with others.

YES, I LOVE BEING SELFISH SO SCREW YOU.

Rally or not, I have a lot of things on my plate that I gotta finish.Enterprise

I’ve decided to rent, for an entire year, some mini office space at one of the prime buildings in Makati, the Enterprise Tower. For those of you out there living outside the land of the brown, the l’exotique and the natives, Makati is Manila’s premier financial and shopping district.

I’m meeting a gal there in a bit so I can sign the contracts and pay for the entire term. It’s a really small office; in fact, it’s one of those "serviced" office things – I get like a teeny, tiny room where I get my own desk, workstation, chairs, etc. I have to start somewhere.

This is quite momentous for me because I’ve been working out of my home for the past god knows how many years.

Who knows, perhaps one day I’ll have an ENORMOUS office with tons of beautiful people as my worker bees and then I’ll have an office fling etc. that sort of thing. Hahahahaha!

I have always wanted to know what it feels like to be sued for sexual harassment.

I’m kidding.

What I meant was

I have always wanted to know what it feels like to be sexually harassed.

(I know it’s not a laughing matter because some of you have experienced such thing but really, a pervert like me would be more than happy to pay someone just to rape moi. Sadly, a rapist won’t even rape me even if it was for a million dollars.)

I’ll update you guys later. I’ll take some photos, go shopping and see what happens.

I love you all.

As always, you know where to contact me. Email bryanboy@gmail.com or SMS +63-91-7851492.

Baboosh!

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11:30 am

Protected: Mental Block, Love at First Sight, One Light, Terrific Tinios, Energy Saver

20/10/2005, Current Affairs, Life, Press Coverage

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3:19 pm

Out with the Old, In with the New

19/10/2005, Uncategorized

Out with the Old, In with the New

Before I continue with my usual inane ramblings, I thought I’d say bye bye Miss American Pie to my crusty 2-year old desktop computer. The thing gathered dust a couple of days ago but it was only until today that I got found out that the thing can no longer be resurrected. All my files, all 100+ gigabytes of it, my precious and priceless Outlook emails, several thousand songs, my collection of imagery (no, there’s nothing incriminating there) and my life are inside the 2 hard drives. Both drives didn’t have backup so I’m permanently screwed.

I thought I was protected because I’ve set my Norton anti-virus to autoupdate but for some strange reason, both hard drives fucked up on me.

Even my 17-inch Sony Vaio (the one I got back in March or April for like US$3-4,000) can’t be fixed. I spilled a drink on the keyboard and the damn motherboard (or whatever term a techie calls a laptop’s guts) corroded.

I went to the mall today and bought a new laptop. It’s an HP Pavilion. It’s quite alright; it cost my pocket friggin US$2,000… it better be ALRIGHT.

You know what’s strange though?

My entire life can be found on both computers that died on me so I should be crying my heart out.

But I’m not crying.

In fact, I have no tears whatsoever.

I have NO idea why.

I really have no idea why.

I think it’s a sign.

A sign that says "out with the old, in with the new".

Perhaps this new laptop acts as if it is a small token confirming that I have a NEW life.

Ugh. I don’t know what to think anymore.

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11:17 am

Bryanboy Goes to the Bookstore

18/10/2005, Books

Bryanboy Goes to the Bookstore

Whoever said that I’m a blonde girl trapped inside an Asian guy’s body should be shot in the head.

Contrary to what each and everyone of you thinks, I, Bryanboy, know how to read.

While I don’t believe in mass media (I don’t watch TV and I don’t read newspapers), I like to read baby-chick lits and teenage fiction.

I went to the bookstore yesterday and bought 7 books – enough to keep me sane in the next few weeks.

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1) here | She’s Got the Beat
2) here | Teen Idol
3) here | Princess in Pink
4) here | The Highs and Lows of Being Mia
5) here | Ripped at the Seams
6) here | Every Boy’s Got One
7) here | Mia Tells it Like it Is

I also bought the November ’05 British Vogue and the latest issue of the Philippine Tatler.

Wanna know what else I got?

Here’s the most blatantly sexist publication in the planet.

They’re so sexist that they even have "NO BOYS ALLOWED" on the darn cover.

Alright, either they’re sexist or they’re teaching young girls on how to be a lesbian.

*kidding*

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NO BOYS ALLOWED?

NO BOYS ALLOWED?

NO BOYS ALLOWED?

NO BOYS ALLOWED?

NO BOYS ALLOWED?

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NO BOYS ALLOWED?

NO BOYS ALLOWED?

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Gorgeous, innit?

Where was this magazine when I was a young child??????

I’m telling you… I REALLY had a deprived childhood.

That explains my long-term fascination with everything material.

I browsed the magazine and it’s filled with interesting stuff, for kids, that is, from celebrities to gossip, to games, family, books, artwork, everything!

I think this magazine is geared towards pre-teens, if I’m not mistaken.

Bah.

The youth of today eh?

They have access to a lot of things.

Back when I was a child, all I read was fuckin Archie comic books and friggin Sweet Valley Kids/Twins/High/University/Grandkids/Funerals etc.

Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

#1 – Bryanboy loves everyone who submitted photos of their bag guts on my new online project, www.InsideMyBag.com. Bryanboy loves y’all and  keep your submissions coming… they don’t have to be designer bags! 

#2 – Birmingham, MI, Dearborn, MI, Collierville, TN, Taylor, MI, Brightwater, New Zealand, Piscataway, NJ, Montreal, Canada, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, San Marcos, California, Scarborough, ONT, Canada, Brooklyn, NY, Las Vegas, NV, Ingleburn, NSW, Australia and of course, people from Framingham, MA.

#3 – I’m long overdue to see my shrink again. I think I’m going nuts. I don’t know. For some strange reason, I heard voices in my head before going to sleep yesterday night. I heard a young boy’s voice saying "Never say ‘I didn’t do it’".

Having some psychiatric disorder is the last thing I want in my life right now.

Or maybe not.

My life is already a big ol psychiatric and sociopathic mess, I should be the poster child for xanax. I bet there’s a ton of psychiatrists out there who would LOVE to get their cold hands on my ass, conduct a study and interrogate me, FBI-style.

#4 – Whether you like it or not, I’m going out tonight. No harcore partying though – dinner with a friend, some cocktails and maybe, just maybe, shopping. It’s time for me to replace my camera and I saw a gorgeous one last week at Sony.

I love you all.

Baboosh!

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9:18 am

Halloween

18/10/2005, Clubbing, Fashion

Halloween

I was originally gonna do little red riding hood this year but I don’t think I have the balls guts, especially in public, to wear sheer underwear and a bloody incontinence pad.

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I spent 2 hours yesterday shopping online for the perfect halloween costume and this year’s costume involves this (black boots and black heels):

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More updates in a bit. I gotta take a poo.

Baboosh!

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9:25 pm

Happy Ageing!, Family of Faggots, A Run For Their Money

16/10/2005, Press Coverage, Social Awareness

Happy ageing!

Someone say bye bye to good ol teenage years cause ya ain’t a fuckin child no more. Tim, from Australia, celebrates his 20th birthday today.

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Happy, happy, happy ageing, Tim from Australia! Bryanboy and your interracial best buddy Becky loves YOU, YOU and YOU!

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Cheer up, both of you. Y’all look as if someone stole your virginities!

*kidding*

Don’t forget to invite me as the fairy godmother should you, ex-fetuses, decide to make a mixed-race mongrel baby.

Bryanboy LOVES Australians and all the shenanigans who live down under – that includes the entire Asian student population, the cute, cute wog boys, and of course, the poms that populate the kangaroo motherland.

Family of Faggots

Let’s face it – if a lesbian daughter is a curse, then a gay son is pretty much the end of the world… or a tree’s final branch.

If you think one faggot is bad enough for a family, wait till you see the Doody Family from Wolverhampton in the UK.

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This from the BBC: The Doody family from Wolverhampton has been crowned The Faggot Family in a national competition, and to kick off their reign they will launch National Faggot Week.

Click here to read the article dated January 27, 2003.

I wonder what happened to the 2004 and 2005 winners. Victims of homophobia? Oh well.

A Run For Their Money

You gotta love Monique, a Filipina who lives in Vancouver, Canada. The babe with a nice set of pouty lips can sure give my favourite Singaporean boys a run for their money.

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Go on then you fools – I invite YOU, yes, YOU, to emulate my infamous handbag pose. I’ll give a kiss on the cheeks and an oreo cookie who, in the words of Monique, can "capture the essence of Bryanboy".

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Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

#1 – Bryanboy loves people from Davao City, Philippines, Richmond (Slough), UK, Griffith, NSW, Australia, Astley (Bolton), UK, Knightdale, NC, Toronto, ONT, Canada, Tsutsuicho, NorwalkcommunitycollegeJapan, Brentwood (Havering), UK, Amersfoort, Netherlands, Waterfall, NSW, Australia, Catania (Italy) and of course, people from Rhodes, NSW, Australia. My god, a ton of Australians eh? I like my newfound fan base. Diversify, diversify, diversify. Bryanboy LOVES you all – Identify yourselves and say hi!

#2 – Big shout out to these 2 cute people from Norwalk, Connecticut. I like these "Couples for Christ" type of photos.

#3 – Please spread the word about my new venture, www.InsideMyBag.com because you love me the same way I love you.

I think that’s it for the night.

I love you all my dear friends.

God I love my blog.

If you only knew how THERAPEUTIC it is for me to sit here, crop photos and purge whatever it is on my system.

Anyway, until then.

Baboosh.

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1:25 pm

InsideMyBag.com

16/10/2005, Fashion

InsideMyBag.com

I recently started a new website called InsideMyBag.com.

Everytime I see a cool bag, I always barrage myself with questions like "where did s/he got it from",  "how much does it cost" or "does it come in other colors". But I never had the balls (well, until now) to ask people "what’s inside it?".

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(Sample: here’s a friend’s Fendi Spy bag)

Whether you like it or not, a bag and its contents can tell a lot about someone’s life.

For instance, if a MALE thief or a mugger stole one of my bags, they’d be in for a treat.

They’d probably throw it to the nearest river cause they’d find my bag utterly useless – my bag is usually filled with items your mother would be proud of.

On that note, I need your help.

Using a digital or any camera of some sort, please pour out the contents of your handbag, manbag, fagbag on top of a table, on the floor or on your bed (wherever) and take a picture of your bag and whatever it is inside it.

Honesty is the best policy – as much as I’d want you to be creative and impress humanity (i.e. show off your centurion card, evidence of your ill-gotten wealth, a bag of illegal substances a supermodel would be proud of, a .45 revolver, human bones, chicken heads and other ilk), I’d prefer if your submision reflects you as in the REAL you, without any form of cheating whatsoever, via your bag. Afterall, the purpose of this new website is to show your life, your personality and your identity via your bag. If that includes used tampons and condoms with skid marks then so be it.

Email your photo to: insidemybag@gmail.com.

Anonymity is guaranteed unless you want me to give credit (i.e. a website link) and/or your location.

Photos will be published at www.InsideMyBag.com.

I’ll be forever be in debt if you support my new, fun project. Spread the word to the people you know, man, woman or child.

I love you all!

Baboosh!

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11:24 pm

Beauty & Premature Ageing, Fashion Declaration, Ziggi Zigga Zara, Paris

15/10/2005, Current Affairs, Random Cheesemax, Shilebrities

Beauty & Premature Ageing

The title, the photo and the caption says it all.

I turned myself into a 66-year old OVERNIGHT.

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If you think that was bad, wait till you see what I saw at Eluxury.com earlier today. Since when did they put people with awful plastic surgery on that website?

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Speaking of plastic surgery, god I need it. Fast.

Anyone kind enough to give me the gift of good looks?

Oh bollocks.

I don’t need to have good looks.

I mean, let’s face it, you only need good looks if you want to be a prostitute or something.

Does one need to have good looks in order to survive this big, bad, shallow world?

Nuh uh, I don’t think so.

Let’s talk about weight for instance.

When I was much, much younger, I wished I had an eating disorder.

A couple of years later, that wish was granted. I developed an eating disorder: I ate far too much.

Bah.

Anyway, I don’t want to have problems good-looking people have.

You know…

People lusting over them only because of the way they look, people talking to them only because of the way they look, people offering them jobs just because the way they look, people giving them money just because of the way they look.

Enough beauty talk. That photo is fucking awful. I don’t even know why I posted it here.

Besides, I’ve posted far too many fugly photos of myself on this site.

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I need sympathy, bitches!

Fashion Declaration

Motorola, The Philippine Daily Inquirer and Not Enough Circuses (my very good friend of godknowshowmany years, Ariel Lozada’s production team) are holding an event, featuring 5 of the Philippines’ young designers, Ivarluski Aseron, Ignacio Loyola, James Reyes, Yvonne Quisimbing-Romulo and Joey Samson on Tuesday, October 25 at the NBC Tent.

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Ziggi Zigga Zara

Yesterday was one of the best days I’ve had in a long time was perfect.

I have NO idea how I managed to get home earlier this morning when the moon and the stars are still up.

In fact, I got home at around 4:30AM.

I’m serious.

For the past few months, my personal "ride of shame" had always been done in broad daylight. 7AM, 8AM, 9AM even 10AM. It’s extremely rare for me to be home before 6AM.

ride of shame = that icky, lonely, home-bound 20 minute-long journey with you (and only you) at the back of the car, staring at the window with your designer sunglasses, palpitations and headaches galore, after a night’s worth of debauchery

I think I had an early night cause I went out first thing in the afternoon.

I went to Louis Vuitton, bought a pair of boots, a Beijing Carnet de Voyage and a woollen scarf. Thank god they’re done cleaning with my Damier trunk.

I also went to Mix for a pair of Antik denim jeans and to Diesel for a t-shirt and a tank top.

Apres-shopping, I quickly dropped by at the Zara Store Opening. Had far too many cocktails and yes, those damn quail-egg nibbles are good.

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(This is why I *NEVER* smile or laugh at any of my photos. I look hideous!)

After Zara, a friend and I quickly went to the supermarket to buy some supplies for our little "girls night in" mini-party.

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Errr, sorry, wrong photo.

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Paris

What are those things at Paris’ back, arms and elbows? Rashes? Marks? Whatever?

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Rash

Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

#1 – Bryanboy loves people from Camberwell, VIC, Australia, Warsaw, Poland, Trenton, NJ, Lake Hiawatha, NJ, Austin, TX, Assentoft, Denmark, Zurich, Switzerland, Pequannock, NJ, Orlando, FL, Bonn, Germany, Suasalito, CA and of course, people from Santa Monica, CA. Bryanboy loves y’all! Identify yourselves bitches and say hi!

#2 – Drew Barrymore is gonna model for Missoni. Lucky bitch. Click here for the article. Someone just fucking stop this blatant fashion hijacking by celebrities. Celebrities are fucking stealing models’ jobs!

#3 – Gotta finish my article tomorrow for Just Shop magazine.

#4 – Keep an eye out on my blog tomorrow for my new online project.

#5 – Elijah Wood is very, very, gay. Yuck. I don’t like the way he looks. In fact, he looks just like Harry Potter.

You know where to contact me if you need me. Email bryanboy@gmail.com or SMS +63-915-7851492.

Baboosh!

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12:56 pm

Vroom Vroom Vuitton, Golden Apple Hotel

13/10/2005, Fashion, Moscow, Travel

Vroom Vroom Vuitton

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(image courtesy of Vuitton.com)

Yes bitches, I totally missed the Vuitton event of the year. I know, I know, if only I could kick my fuckin ass, I would.

Consider it as a blessing in disguise though.

I’d be bankrupt by now with all the shopping I could have done that night had I gone to that event.

Seriously, I’d be found at the nearest street corner selling my soul (and sperm cells) just to pay for my credit card bills.

But yeah, the store is gorgeous.

Absolutely gorgeous.

Get ready to salivate my dear minions.

Click any of the images below for the larger version.

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(image courtesy of Vuitton.com)

Whether you like it or not, when you say Paris, I say Louis. When you say France, I say Vuitton.

When you say Louis Vuitton, I say HAIL MARC JACOBS.

Wanna know the other thing that made me palpitate?

Trish Goff is alive and well!

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Golden Apple

I was researching my accommodation options for my upcoming fall/winter escapade next month and one thing that caught my eye is the new (and Moscow’s first) boutique hotel that opened earlier this year.

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I know, I know, I’m getting 14 nights FOR FREE at a different hotel because of my frequent hotel points. Gotta love American Express!

According to my Russian sources, the hotel is quite stylish. The rates aren’t that bad, too. They range anywhere between US$180 – US$300 per night. Whereas the cheapest room at the Hyatt hotel runs at US$600 PER night!!!!

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That’s the thing about hotels in Moscow – they charge extortionate rates so this Golden Apple Hotel is truly a gem, budget-wise.

Moscow is not THE place to be if you don’t have dough… unless of course you want to stay in a soviet-era type hotel room with hookers on the street and cockroaches that crawl the walls.

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Check their website out: www.goldenapple.ru.

Baboosh!

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4:48 am

Protected: Damn Daria, Coco Cool, Shopping Shopping (Again)

13/10/2005, Daria the Pooch, Fashion, Random Cheesemax

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