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.
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