///art&hedonism///

while prada and armani did phones, [vivienne tam] works on doing an mp3 walkman. it's still only in the concept stage, but it is beautiful..












and how about some gold leaf lip gloss by julia muggenburg? beautiful, too..











more beauty with murakami and dalí at [moca] and [lacma] respectively..





















i'm going to do some critiquing for a class of mine on some pieces from these exhibits [in other words, i have to do a museum assignment on pieces from exhibits of my choice haha]. if you've been wanting to see these exhibits and haven't yet, too.. come come come! murakami is on till february eleventh. dalí is on till january sixth. but i definitely have to go before december eighteenth.

///donotcall///

as i sit eating bratwurst mit mustard für mein frühstück, the phone rings. again. and i don't answer. again. a message is left. again. it is a telemarketer. again. i knew it. again.

then i remembered what my marketing essentials professor told us in class yesterday evening. if we don't want telemarketers calling us, go to [www.donotcall.com]. if a telemarketer calls you again, you can file a complaint, and they receive an $11,000 fine. i just registered. i hope it works.




















god i hate talking on the phone.

///how much?///

the winning quote:
"for individuals in need of valium addiction rehab and a valium addiction program, there is hope and recovery in the mountains."

hmm.. yes.. the mountains........................ now why didn't i think of that? ...

anyway, so like, if i was to get the abuse abused out of me all the way in the mountains, would anyone ever find out?

[click.]

///life lessons///

for all i care, this reads 'ahead stop.'















those lights on your dash mean nothing. hell, my check engine light has been on for almost a year now [it goes on and off as it pleases].. and a new light just joined it. apparently the brake pads need changing [EVEN THOUGH I JUST CHANGED THEM A COUPLE WEEKS AGO]. i think they're really just little christmas lights for your car..




















"just because it's winter, don't mean you ain't gotta shave yo' legs."
[i'd throw up an image, but that's gross.]

the song 'i'm horny' by t mousse was a hit in new zealand for a bit in 2001. google images gave me this..




















hipsters could be the new ravers. instead of happy hardcore and ecs, it's electro and coke.



















and in manila, it's all music with every drug.




















i really need a new camera. i'm gonna get the casio ex-s880 cos i'm a loyal customer. their credit card ex-s2 camera was my first digital.. yes, the one that doubled as an mp3 player! back when i was cool enough to fill it with blackstreet, xzibit, kylie, and j.lo. so cool so cool. then i was given the ex-z500 in hot pink. no one has that shitt! but it's dying now, so i have to move on again.. the moral of this story is: BE LOYAL [..and you will get nothing in return].




















EDIT: i went to best buy earlier and checked out the camera selection. fuck the ex-s880, i want the sony t70 [friggin' touchscreen WHAT].








ew, tech fiend.

///fortune-telling///

i just found some really old pictures i had saved from the year 2000. apparently, i subconsciously foretold my own future. i was the cleanest fourteen-year-old ever, i was anti-EVERYTHING.. but, for whatever reason, i was fucking obsesseddd with the movies 'human traffic' and 'groove,' going to raves till 6am with my friend's sister's ID, the thoughts of goa, ibiza, burning man, and the love parade, bug jeans [which had the molecular formula for lsd as their logo], and, of course, all the crazy happy hardcore, uplifting trance, funky house, drumNbass, and hardhouse that went with it all. hahahaha:

























..then i turned twenty. and i changed my mind about cleanliness.

/cue 'la la land' by green velvet.

///lady day///

i love all of what ms. lynne said, though the familiarity of it is creepy. the work, the charm, the vices.. that whole lifestyle she is referring to. parts of it are reflected in so many of my girls.. but there is one in particular. i see it in her the most.

we are supposed to learn from mistakes.. but just as a lot of geniuses in history were never known till after their deaths, we will probably only practice mending and avoiding her same mistakes once she passes.

..and even then, it is not guaranteed.

"she never came to the stage with a cigarette ... she was a queen without a court and she took stuff to dull her pain."

///ten questions///

please click, i have to do this for schoolio:
[three minute survey about music]

///r.i.p. o.d.b.///

friday, november twenty-third.
downtown los angeles.
club 740.

///month late recap///

so here's a little peepshow of my last trip to manila [september twenty-first till october sixteenth]..

the trip started off with a five day paradise vacay with the parents in bohol. this is me in the anorexic forest on shrooms [read: completely sober]:








this is my dad [on right in bikini]. he's white. you know, from new zealand:








my mom is a crazy crazy lady:











we had lunch on a floating restaurant on this anaconda-infested river. or.. what looked like an anaconda-infested river:








then we flew back to manila and insane shitt i can't remember ensued..
my ring is more notorious b.i.g. than yours. a hit with the ladies:







this is sam. the roommate i adopted for the majority of my trip cos my parents left the house alll to mememe [they probably regret that now..]:








a daily occurrence of cigs, wine, and sedatives by the pool:








my pool table. it doubles as a bed, bar, chair, dancefloor, desk, and so on:







sometimes we hung at other peoples' places and much of the same shitt occurred.. no comment:








there were random photoshoots:











then i passed out with the new young pony club:










sometimes i'd get sedated in mocassins wandering aimlessly around the mall buying prada wallets:










other times, i'd stay at home all day long making business calls abroad.. business meaning unimportant rambling:








new friend, nacho. and that tab ain't x:







i reunited with the beltran sisters again [rc and zon]. love themmm:











i also danced with michael jackson that night. that was quite exciting:







me + kitten + nacho's beddy. and smeared black make-up:







jenna used my leg as her canvas on the night that was supposed to be my despedida [going away party]. but then i got horribly ill so stayed two more weeks:







sam and i wore these one night, then went our separate ways:










this is chuck. fave photog at embassy club and the likes:







there was a royal dekart party held at the bubble tent hosted by borgy. i like the bubble. but what i really don't like is this overexaggerated s-curve. it's so porno:










hung out at rockwell mall with the beltrans. we danced to 'shake and pop' - green velvet [i looove green velvet!] while shopping, eating, flirting, smoking:










my last night coincided with the happy mondays anniversary held at cuisine and embassy. this is my high school friend, helena, and i. her goal in life is to replace bree from desperate housewives when she gets too old/dies:








i spent most of that night with these lovely kids:







this is two thirds of the love team [julius and idris]. diego, where are youuu:







i got home the next day around 1pm.. probably my favorite day out of the entire trip.. seeecrettt! anyway, started packing around 5pm. left for the airport around 6pm. flew back to la around 10pm. cried around.. neverpm.

this month's charity is dedicated to saving these troubled girls' souls. now accepting donations on their website - www.saveoursouls.com:










but.. not really.

unoriginal reality tv - a shot at love with tania tanduay:










female victim one [kitten]:










female victim two [gf]:








female victim three [i'm just kidding, kennedy!]:







female victim four [sabina]:







female victim five [lover]:







male contestant one [lol jk, chris, my lover's hubby!]:










male contestant two [lol, marc, half of team philippines for amazing race asia]:







who will get eliminated next???

ok. that's a wrap, motherfuckersss! i'll be back in the philippines december twenty-third till january eighth. till then.. stay crack-free, take a v:







now i can do my homework in peace.