Monday, December 29, 2008

And the SUPERMODEL that I love for the moment is...

AI TOMINAGA! I mean look at her, isn't her face disgustingly stunning (no pun intended!) I saw her in one of DIOR's fashion shows, and I'm like "huh? what a face!" and by that, i mean "GOOD LORD, SHE'S BEAUTIFUL!"

Couture was made for her, don't you think! (but remember: COUTURE WAS INTENDED FOR ME!)

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Abra people rock!

let me tell you a story when i first went to Abra when i was in 2nd year high school! it was during the regional schools press conference, and we were like "oh my god, this place is soooo...._________(anything negative, just fill in the blank!) we slept in a school for the whole duration of the contest (5 days!we slept inside classrooms for 5 days!) but the worst part? the comfort rooms!not only were they below subpar, they were just plain disgusting!totally disgusting! and....god!you have to wait in line for like 5 hours just to take a bath! i mean, hello? there are like 400 students and 5 comfort rooms, and the reason why it takes people forever to stay inside was because A.) they are such insensitive assholes and they don't give a shit about the people outside, who are in the verge of shitting their pants!or B.) they left such a huge, disgusting mess in the toilet bowl that they are now frantically doing evrything they could to hide it, or maybe because the person next in line saw it and went bulimic, plus the nauseaus smell was too overpowering that it made the whole line shudder with disgust!

So anyway, my gay friend and I decided to beat the usual routine. How? We planned to get up in 4am, to use the toilet, take a long bath, and maybe take another potty incase we feel something welling up inside our tummies! so we woke up at 3:50 am, ran to the comfort rooms and, WHAM!right in front of us, a huge line awaits! we underestimated the other students! they were thinking the same thing! so what to do? nothing! we just decided to not take a bath, and just walk outside the campus, and hope that a cute guy will appear infront of us! we went sourgraping the incident! "i bet the water's dirty anyway!" "i think the CR is haunted by ghosts!" "blegh! who needs toilet bowls!the human race can survive without it!"

But deep within our hearts, we wanted to scrub the thickening dead skin cells from our neck asap!i felt so sticky, you could almost use my sweat as an alternative for a super glue!i nearly cried...when suddenly, a fairy godmother appeared! she owned the house infront of, which wasn't really big, and she was cleaning the front gates. when she asked us "why the sad face?" (ofcourse she didn't say it as is!), we instantly complained (talk about pathetic!). Atfirst, she was like so-so about it, but when she found out that we were from baguio, she almost went balistic! after a few dizzy moments, i suddenly found myself inside their living room, eating glorious food, and sippng coffee! She woke up the whole household, who then gathered around us and started giving us whatever things we didn't even need! we took a long shower, and used the toilet the right way: as our throne! After i stepped outside the bathroom, i soon found the woman at the neighbor's house, asking the neighbor to have their cable wire connected to their television set (they didn't have their own connection) so that her guests-us-could watch something interesting! i was stunned! if they say that filipinos are hospitable, its an understatement!filipinos take it to the extreme. After another hour, we finally left the house, our grins reaching our ears, as we were excited to tell everyone how lucky we just got!Abra people rocks!

going deviant (as in deviant art!)

a couple of a-holes at school are making a fuss about their accounts for! they're like "im gonna look into my deviantart account and see what i can get!" or "he's not that good at drawing!have you seen his artworks at deviantart?" so i was like "whats with this deviant fever?" after browsing the net, and learning much a bout it, is actually a site where people can store, sell, and upload different artworks for the whole net world to see!i made a new account for myself, and i created my first ever digital art, using adobe photoshop! i used the lasso tool to select a particular region, then airbrushed to death! it took me a whole day to create it, but it was really fun!i know it looks amateurish, but i love it! it's me me me ( i mean, the image!it looks like me, minus the goatee!)

am i not an artist?

The Diplomat Files: The Prequel

who says diplomat hotel is all about the spooks! it can be the perfect setting for your couture photoshoot! and i just proved this with my picture below ( yes i know, i went drag and all!but, my dear friend, just look at those legs!it deserves some credit!), taken by my BFF and ever, Loreto Dacoroon a.k.a. Sash! Loved the photo!(don't you)

Now, any plans to go to that place is beyond spooks...its couture, ethereal, and fierce! comment on the photo, people! admit it, i deserve a compliment!

Friday, December 12, 2008

the Diplomat Files: Part 2

well, now...where did i stop? oh yeah...well, here goes!

so then, we went to diplomat hotel one saturday afternoon! it was a lazy afternoon, really, but i wanted to go there, so i got ready in like 20 minutes, rode a taxi, and got there in 45 minutes. it was a smooth ride when suddenly, BEEP! a text message from ate liv telling me ..."WHAT? JEDA AND MILDRED ARE COMING TOO?"God, those people! so, without further ado, i just had to put on another fake veneer and be like "oh my god, jeda, so glad you came!" whatever! so, when i got there, i immediately wanted to get some photos (maybe i'll catch a glimpse of a ghost or two)! so i grabbed jetli and asked him to direct my impromptu photoshoots. He was scared ("ala gurl, ayoko! baka may makita pa ako, im not prepared!") so i had to go by myself. I took photos of the corridor, the fireplace, and finally, the bath tub! It was fun at first, but then i noticed that most of my pictures were blurred! my hands weren't trembling, so i found this weird. To test my theory, i took another picture of me inside that "hot tub" while holding the camera as steady as possible. still, it was blurred! freaky, i thought. So, i went around the place, took some more pictures, did some catwalks, until it was time to go. So i immediately went out, joined my friends outside the gate, and opened all the pictures i stored at the camera, and...wait a minute? where are the pictures?

i soon realized that all the pictures were gone. There was only one picture left! and the freakiest part? when you open your gallery menu in your phone, you would see a thumbnail of your pic, ryt? right! i saw the thumbnail of my picture, allright! it was me, sitting on a tub, smiling as plastically spastic as possible! but once i opened the picture to view the image on a larger scale, all i see is a blurred image with a black figure in the center. Freaky, totally! i sent it to some of my friends, and they all saw the same!

Monday, December 8, 2008


Yes, this is ony the first part of my creepy experience in that god-forsaken place, that f'ing haunted building..that...ok, im just a bit bitter, coz i wasn't able to see any ghosts for the last few years that i had spent going to that old, abandoned place!

Well, let me start with... 2 years ago! me and some of my friends went there to release the tension we felt in this world, to remove the anxiety we carried with us, to put off the burdens we... ok, we just went there to drink! we arrived there at about 8pm, and i was carrying, through huffs and puffs, all the drinks we planned to consume (it weighed about 3 kilos. gosh, imagine the f'ing toll it took on my amazingly slim body!) so, after bribing the guard to let us inside the building on such a late notice (and paying him P80! gosh, those f'ing guards!), we were finally able to infiltrate the creepy place! and when i say creepy, i mean REALLY CREEPY! i mean, the place looks like the perfect setting for a movie where a demented psychopathic anatomy doctor keeps his victims!or a setting where a wicked doctor once used the place as a haven of child torture (much like that one in "hostel") or a setting anyway, we entered the building!this is how it looks like:

i mean, hello? how creepy is that? and imagine we went there at night! so anyways, we went inside, and i pretended that i wasnt scared (i heard from a friend that pretending to be brave is one way for ghosts not to spook you, and that ghosts fall for that shit anytime!) we went inside, and after a few seconds, i suddenly felt that cold, eerie feeling! who wouldn't? look at the pictures!and remember, it was 8 pm! not a single light was on, so we had to make use of cellphone lights to guide us in! all my friends (some of them total jackasses) were forced to shut up: you cannot deny that cold aura even if you insist that it was psychological! there were 9 of us, and we proceeded to the 2nd floor, where we thought we would feel safe (wrong!i found out!) and tried to find a room where we could stay (very wrong! i later found out!) and reached the fire place (the fatal mistake!i found out!) and there was this surge of cold and heavy feeling that just washed me out! it was in that place that i anyway, we decided to go back down and start drinking before our nerves get the better of us! we settled in a quiet corner where we can drink peacefully: a place that is far from the guards sight incase he suddenly decides to check on us (if he had the guts to go in alone!) but still near an exit incase those damned souls suddenly decides to check on us to test if someone can see their rotting faces and gory bodies.

and so, we started to gulp those little angels of satisfaction! it took me 2 bottles of san mig strong ice to finally calm down, (i didn't smoke that time!) and we started getting noisy. I dont know if it was the alcohol, but soon, we felt warmer, and noisy, and horny, and... so anyways, our drinking session went on, until...CLUG, CLUG,CLUG CLUG,CLOP,TUG,DUG,DUG (and whatever other sound effect you might think is more appropriate for it! im just describing it the way i heard it) we heard like a hundred footsteps that came crashing from the upper floor!it was as if hundreds of people were running around!it was so f'ing scary, the next thing i knew, i was outside the gate, running for dear life! who gives a fuck bout the others when...hey, wait a minute!...where are the others? i realized there were only two of us, the other 7 a-holes were no where to be found (they took another route to run to-deeper into the building!f'ing morons!) after a couple of minutes, they emerged, safe and unharmed (one had a cut on his forehead!one moron pushed him aside to run!talk about friends for ever, through thick and thin...and spook, in this case!) we vowed never to go back to that place, until...

a year ago! and and two of my friends decided to go back to that place, you know, investigate on...ok fine! we just went there to freak ourselves out! after bribing the guard with the international language anyone understands (money!), we went in! it was about 8pm, and we said our prayers outside before surging in (and i led the prayer, the kind and godly person that i am!) we held hands, as we walked inside. it was sooooooooo fucking freaky!(it really is!see, i even used the f word!) we went around the place, but (thank god) didnt see anything! the bullshit part came in the next day: WE ALL GOT SICK! as in, we all felt ill, i felt something heavy on my chest and shoulders (its not the "shutter" type of pain, thank god) and so did my friends! we all went home early! we concluded that it was because of our entry in that building! i wasn't that convinced, however! but i am now, because...

a few weeks ago, i went back to the place with ate mariliv, anton, efren and jetli! we even brought some alcohol! the place looked freaky as ever, and after bribing the guards with money (this time P150! god, those guards!damn them!) we were able to get was already 9pm (i think) and we entered the place! and, surprise, surprise : I WASN'T SCARED AT ALL! I SWEAR! i went inside ahead of them and the only thing i was thinking about was about my runway walk ("ate liv, why is jetli's walk better than mine?") and i went about smoking, doing catwalks, smoking, doing some more catwalks, etc.) the first time i felt fear was when i touched one of my friends:HE WAS SO F'ING SHAKING! you could really feel the fear he felt! god, it was insane! to be able to have someone with that aura is just tooo overwhelming, so i let go! after a couple more minutes (and with our drinks untouched...hello? who was in the mood to drink?) we finally left! outside the gates, all the stories started pouring out (one saw this, the other felt that, another heard this, one thought he saw that) and i'm like..."WHY THE F DID I NOT FEEL?SEE?HEAR A SINGLE THING? So did i enjoy the experience? not that much! as for my friends...well, they dreaded it! wanna know what happened the day after? anton became infected with chickenpox(for the second time), efren totally got sick(he didnt wear pageant make-up to school...FOR THE FIRST TIME!) and ate liv contracted a cold! and i didnt get sick! i ended safe and same and sane (pimples and all)and it was soooo weird! (jetli didnt feel ill or anything! he didn't enter the place, in the first place!) a girl a while back told me that i didn't get sick or anything because i had this strong aura, and that the ghosts or any other bad elements couldn't mess up with me (i was grinning the whole time she said that!i love being complimented like that)...and so, i thought i was untouchable, until... (to be continued!)

Thursday, December 4, 2008


well, there you have it! i have now entered the world of blogging! first and foremost, let me get one thing straight: brianboy doesn't have anything to do with this!but i adore that squeaky little boy, i mean, who could be gayer than him/her/whatever he/she prefers! ok, this is about me, i just want to tell you that my blog doesn't really expose anything which is beyond whta you read in most blogs, or nothing about the latest jists of f.y.i., but let me tell you one thing: ITS GONNA BE ONE OF A KIND RIDE! im not one of those bloggers who goes like "i hate this world" (but i wouldn't call the world a sweetheart either) and im not one of those stupid bloggers who go like "i went out a while back, and the weather was so hot, and i had fun with my friend mara, and i felt blessed!"(god, those f'ing people). this blog is about everything that stands for itself,..this blog is for THE BITCH, THE TRUTH, AND THE UGLY!