I know you wanna know me better. Ill be coming up with my very first podcast. And I want you to be a part of it. I want you to ask me any question. Not the ones that Id bend over and search google or wikipedia from all sides just to get the answer. I need 20. Twenty horrendous and horrible questions that you think only I can answer. Send your questions by filling out the sweet comment link at the foot of this post. Lets make it fun like the sun's never gonna shine again. See ya!
Whew! that was some maintenance by i.ph. Ive been wanting to tell you guys about the greatest news that hit my life in years. THE SPICE GIRLS ARE BACK! Im so excited im doing high kicks now.
The year was 1997 at the fresh age of twelve. I was watching Channel V when one single note blared out of the telly and changed my life. YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Ill tell you what I want what I really really want.
Since that day me and my girl cousin of 15 years old would scour the net for pics and articles. We'd get all of their cheap posters from the palengke, we bought their t-shirts and all their albums and even convinced two other cousin to pose as Ginger, Sporty and Baby just to have a spicesque pic. I was Scary and she was Baby Spice. We watched their movie, Spice World twice. We have recorded on VHS our own version of their videos. Our favorite is Viva Forever were we played as tiny fairies. At 12 I already know Im gay thanks to the fab five.
Then came a sudden blow that sent me and ate gigi litteraly dumbfounded in disbelief. They called it quits. We hated Geri Halliwell for leaving cause it most definitely triggered the split. We tried to follow their solo careers, yet it never gonna be as exciting as they were altogether dancing and singing in one stage. So ten years down the road, with my spicegirls mementos deeply hid in my closet Im now braced for a comeback that will end all comebacks.
The crazy gang of Victoria Beckham, Melanie Brown, Emma Bunton, Melanie Chisholm and Geri Halliwell are back . On an 11 city world tour. That will jumpstart their comeback. A greatest hits album is also in the making. Rumor has it though that Victoria is the one behind the second coming. The tour will earn each of the ladies 30 milli0n dollars.
Yeah, I know, I promised you guys that I will upload my infamous video of me going head to head with the dancers on stage in our company-wide party. My boss has already uploaded the video along with other pics from the hooplah. That folder is accessible by all. Hence, needless to say, CLAP CLAP EVERYONE, kutonlupa has done it again. Anyways, the IT dept in here in our office has stringent anti-proxy settings in our PCs. I tried all known annonimyzers but all failed to upload my video on YOUTUBE. DARN! But dont be faint at heart my dear LICE (thats how Ill call my dear readers and fans all accross the globe). So, kutonlupa is not just hot he also keeps his promise. Ill upload it tonight when I get home. As for now, Ill leave you with some screencaps. Soo fun guys. Keep the love flowing and stick it up for all homophobics to see. Ciao!
Special shout out to Ms Neria who captured the moment. Sexy girls support hot girls indeed.
As I said yesterday, Im their Beyonce, they're my destiny's Child
Remember that time I was praying to all holy peeps up there and down below (tsk tsk tsk) for me to get a seat in our bus for the yearly global picnic. Guess what? my not-so holy ass was there. Global picnic is a yearly event to strutt my jiggy and hopefully amaze the goodlooking faggots there and snatch them by their nuts to the nearest toilet. Its a night of house and techno and overflowing A-list booze.
Its been a week or a lifetime for my readers. Now, is the unveiling of a fiercer, more fabulous and fearless kutonlupa. Im so hot you better put on sunscreen!
I got home 1pm. Took a bath and headed straight to North Cemetery. Its Sunday and its time for me and Joel to visit his departed father. There were around 7 people to be laid to rest this afternoon. It caused alot of traffic along Laloma and Blumentritt. It was so tight that I was forced to walk to the cemetery entrance, 1 km of walk at 2pm - VERY HOT!. I know that alot of you are scared of cemeteries, but try going to one every other week and ill bet my fluffy ass youd even fancy posing next to mausoleums and open crypts. Needless to say Ive mastered the art already. We bought flowers and candles to offer to Tatay Enteng. We left after saying prayers and cleaning the area. We were supposed to watch Fantastic 4 at SM Lanzaro but its fucking SRO. So we shopped instead. Joel paid for our dinner and gave me chocolates. Hmmm. I wonder why?
Kids if yore gonna parade round town with a loose green smock, put toupee tapes on the sides of the neckline. And dont go out on synthetic wig and with a girlfriend whos to consumed with the camera men not to notice that your shriveled nipple is saying hi! Nice yellow boots girlfriend!
I soo love classic beats. I chanced upon this video over at stage6.com while downloading divx clips for my phone. Ive known and loved this track for ages but its only tonight that I saw the video. Hope you enjoy it.
PS. Anybody know the guy on the video hes just extra yummy for me. I need the name. Im ready to marry him!
I woke up today around 8 by the sound of Johndel's voice. Heidi sent him to get me up on my feet. Without even brushing my teeth or cleaning my face, with scruffy hair, we rushed to Ongpin for an ambush Chinese food trip 101. A cab ride to Escolta and we went to this eclectic restaurant. Eclectic is my way of saying that the place needs some major renovation. Someone used that word to describe me before, she was never seen after. Moving right along. Rex's and Jomer's eyes widened when they saw the live turtles, frogs and fishes that are waiting to be served to us. They took pictures with it. Never did I see a killer taking a pic first with his prey before eating it. Heidi controlled the food selection. I guess she was the one who came up with the whole trip. Having Chinese sangria, Heidi educated us in between bites the recipe, the secrets and the infamous reputation of Chinese cuisine and kitchen. We ate fried bullfrogs, clams, fried chicken, celery wrapped fried noodle and banana shoots, stir fried shrimps and fruit smoothies. As always i was in charged of the blunders. Like tapping my cig ash in the soup bowl and pouring tea over a saucer. Pardon my stupidity cause its actually the lack of sleep that got the best of me.
pansit habhab ng intsik
Before the Republic disown me altogether - Maligayang Araw ng Kasarinlan Sintang Bansa! But how can you love a country with an electorate that had elected to the Senate a detained military official. I watched ANC's Take One and the anchors were discussing how will Sonny Trillianes go about his proclamation, oath taking and doing his daily sessions in Senate House. POR DIOS POR SANTO, the guy's detained and facing mutiny charges! And oh my word have i told you? He has a friendster account! I got myself started. So, lets talk about Gringo Honasan. Only a poor country like ours will contemplate and actually vote someone that got his leg broken after jumping from the terrace of his house trying to flee from police men trying to cease him. I dont pray to God that much but I think a rational minded individual do not need divine intervention to pick the able-minded politicians. Havent we had enough of the mother and son tandem of Jinggoy and Loi Estrada in the Senate. Anyways, heres to you Philippines, I know your a tired land but I have to be honest your future is so bleak you need to sink in the ocean soon for outright shame of your inept inhabitants.
My friends will finally know why I was dripping wet with sweat when I arrived at 1 Esplanade. The party is set at 8pm. I wore my TJ-like/ Broke Back Mountainish blue longsleeved shirt. I know that Sam will tease me again being that the shirt has seen better days. So I went first to SM Mall of Asia (MOA) to find something not so teasable. I swung from Bench to Blue Soda to Penshoppe to finally, HUMAN*. I got this clever shirt that makes me look as if I have a camera dangling around my neck. I left MOA at around 7: 30 pm cause I thought, based on the sketches of the location, that its just a block from the back of the Mall. Not only was it more than one block away it was a long walk under the moonlit sky with 23 degrees celsius winds on a 2 1/2 inch heeled leather shoes. So much for pleasing my crazy gang. I arrived just 5 minutes before the deadline of the raffle sign up. I stormed in and easily saw red-head Heidi. As expected all they noticed was the sweat. Well they soon took a fancy on my shirt. The battle of the bands (co-workers) was just starting. Let me tell you had I known that therell be such battle I shouldve stayed at home. The real party started around 10 and ended at 1am. The house music was good everyone was sporting their own tantric dance moves. Me? I was of course camwhoring. We snoozed up our weak dance floor bodies with more beer. I settled for mango smoothie though. So at this juncture..ehem ehem… let the cam whoring begin…
Great success! Well, all was good until I saw my pics from our recently held department party at Esplanade (pronounced as Es-pla-NOD). To give you an idea of how much weight i drained off my crack. Say if I was a pregnant woman,its like me giving birth to a huge tot. I looked like Ive gone through some chemo shit. I know the anorexhic community is gearing up for my welcome party.
BEFORE: AFTER:
I was 140 lbs before I decided to trade two cigs and a glass of tea for my lunch. It wasnt long til i lost my man breasts and my side girth. One thing that I can be proud of is the fact that I didnt took any pills or drugs like most of my friends thought. I love them still though.
So I would like to tell Bryanboy and Nicole Richie that Im not joining their pack. For the kids who want to lose weight, go ask medical advice from your doctors. It soo NOT fun!
I used to believe that Kaskade's It's you Its Me will be my all time House anthem then came one boring afternoon where I chanced upon a music video over at MYX. Apparently its a cut from their compilation called CLUB MYX. Its from Samantha James. The song: RISE. I soo love it. Listen to it here. Ill also include it on MUSIC KAMLON. Soo fun Im getting shingles!
Samantha James — Rise
I deeply apologize, my beloved readers for the bitchy word war on the side bar involving a yank named Frank. The nerves! She, yes Ill call her that, makes MULTIPLE VISITS to my blog and makes insane I LOVE AMERICA COMMENTS. First off FRANKIENELLA, you can ram America up your wide bang hole. Secondly, WHY are you reading my blog? 
And your reading my post about Miss Universe? Youre such an easy fairy equation. Frankienella believe me you'll die trying to put me down! And I hope its much sooner than my next fuck, which is tonight. So, DIE NOW! ASAP! Raggazzi! Pronto!
Just a tip Frankienella, include your blog url when you comment again. Admit it your ass is on coals now! COMMENT NOW FRANK before you die! HAHA!
For my readers I have installed a cutesy widget (Show me your love!) to validate your love for me and your loathe for Frankienella. Vote now Frank and ask your tranny sisters for support.
Soo Fun!
I noticed that my gay friend TOOTOOT was acting oblivious. His eyes glued on his celly. Then he came up to me and said: I dont know whats happening hes not returning my texts today. 
Jim's roommate said thru text that Jim's ok and is just consumed with his finances and family. True enough Jim texted him finally and said: I just want some break to square my finances. My gay friend went back to his playful disposition. Then just an hour before he head home he told me: Jim's not picking up.
He went home and texted me: My minds going to explode. I need to drink and breakdown. I replied to his text saying that everything's OK and for all we know might be over-reacting. Yet I know that I can sense something gory is cooking up for my friend. Ive been in the scene long enough to know that so-called roommates are actually partners that decided to stay together in an open relationship. Open relationship means, you are together but you can fuck just about anybody you like. This doesnt work sometimes. As in the case of my friend. He was made to believe by Jim that the other guy was just a roommate.
3 hours ago I received a text from him:
That Im in an open relationship when I met you, I know Im wrong but I love you. — Kamlon Its killing me. I cant stand the pain. Thats Jims text to me
I feel guilty that I didnt share to my gay friend my two cents worth about his partner and the supposed roommate. After that text he called me and said that Jim's drunk and wants to talk him, but mister roommate will be with them. I told him that he shouldnt go, theyre teh ones who fucked up. Theyre the ones who need to apologize. But I doubt apology will heal the nth scar in my friend's heart.
To JIM: Leave my friend alone and live with the fact that you messed up with your scheme. Stick with your roomy since you care for him enough to think twice about staying with and moving in with my friend. May you forever bear the guilt of the heartache you caused him. And may you have a hard time looking for love. I have a good guess that you havent felt it yet, and its expected as far as me and my friend is concerned that you will never find it for all eternity. Research more about Satan, cause hell be your next roomy.
To my friend: What didnt kill you will only make you fabulous. The tears you shed will turn into diamonds that would decorate your heart to remind you look to beyond the surface. Love is pure and its rarely experienced and if your gay you may even die without feeling it. So cease the day my friend. Let go and let love.
After I ate my mother's adobong pusit (squid in soy sauce), yes she cooks, ALOT, I watched porn and fell asleep. PORN dont do the trick no mo sista! I woke up 5:30 ate pancit canton (instant noodles) surfed tv stations. 
On Starworld was this really cool film — My Date with Drew. Its a docu-reality-fan flick made by a DREW BARRYMORE die hard, Brian Herzlinger. He promised himself that he'll meet her or date her. I got hooked on the film. Its 6pm and Im still watching this stupid film. I shouldve shuffled out of the house 30 minutes ago. The movie was produced by jewish Bert and two other very supportive friends. Jon Gunn, one of Bert's pal came in handy, he is a hot shot movie editor. Theyre plan is to document Bert's lifelong dream of dating Barrymore within 30 days and under a tight budget og 1100 dollars. You maybe asking why 30 days? He bought a decent camcorder for the docu and Circuit City (I love that store) has the normal 30 day money-back, you get the point. Ive stayed in our dinner table watching it to see the part where Bert was so frustrated he sought advice from a fortune teller.
So my fellow couch potatoes. Help me if youve seen this movie online I beseech your neurons to remind you of the website. I wanna know if they did date.
PS. Please no comments about spoilers.
Bert showing the picture enclosed in the confirmation letter from The Drew Barrymore fanclub. He joined when he was in his tenth grade.
I must say that being with cool, meth-ed, and funkee friends is a blessing. But they sometimes tick you off that youd somehow contemplate on a life sentence in jail or living with their craziness for the rest of eternity. Killing a friend kids is never an option if your mad at one. Duct taping them to their beds might be a good substitute.
At this juncture I want to say thank you to all the peeps that Ive been to parties with, got drunk with and got drunk-laid with (either planned or accidental). Thanks guys, you made my hole bigger! I remember being so drunk that I thought of taking a shower to snooze me up. The day after that I learned that everybody got a view of my weeny in all its sloppy glory. EWW! I fell asleep in the shower NAKED!
I still cant get over our last joint. Gimme some more of the BURMESE stuff. One thing that I also cant get over with is how our friend Mikey played with our then paranoid heads. She made us listen to a track that at that time even with my lucidness was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MARIAH. 
Mikey was saying that its not Mariah in spite of the crackling HO voice and whistling. Penny tends to be bitchy when shes at it. Shes also inclined to believe anything contrary to what I believe.So she bawled out in her usual staccato installment laugh and said: You being a big FAN of MC should know that the singer is so not Mariah! Mikey said that itd be great if we start doing some bets. I said a trip to tokyotokyo. Loser pays and looks on as Winner eats all the sushi he can eat. Penny was like — Youre on! Little did she know that Mikey was playing mind games only were his lab rats. He told Penny that it was Kelis.
Alright you be the judge. But dont listen to it if your under the influence of anything or while Mikey is around, cause you might just believe it when he say that its macy gray whos whistling.
Decolgen, Bioflu, Neozep, Dexatrim, Dimettap. I cant believe that Ive been taking those OTCs for years now. I dont wanna die of stroke specially when I have runny nose. Come to think of it, it would be nice to die out from stroke as the drowsy effect of the PPA kicks in. Slow spiral road to oblivion.
FDA, today, is taking steps to remove phenylpropanolamine from all drug products and has requested that all drug companies discontinue marketing products containing phenylpropanolamine.
FDA today issued a public health advisory concerning the risk of hemorrhagic stroke, or bleeding into the brain, associated with phenylpropanolamine hydrochloride.
Phenylpropanolamine is an ingredient used in many over-the-counter (OTC) and prescription cough and cold medications as a decongestant and in OTC weight loss products.
Adverse events reported with these products led to concerns that this ingredient might increase the risk of hemorrhagic strokes. Manufacturers of products containing phenylpropanolamine worked with FDA to plan a research program to clarify whether any increase in risk exists.
Scientists at Yale University School of Medicine conducted the study in which the researchers found an association between phenylpropanolamine use and stroke in women. The increased risk of hemorrhagic stroke was detected among women using the drug for weight control, and for nasal decongestion, in the 3 days after starting use of the medication. Men may also be at risk.
The Nonprescription Drugs Advisory Committee met on October 19 to discuss safety issues related to phenylpropanolamine use. The committee reviewed Yale’s Hemorrhagic Stroke Project results and concluded that phenylpropanolamine cannot be considered to be safe for continued use.
FDA believes that although the risk of hemorrhagic stroke is very low, even with phenylpropanolamine use, the conditions for which these products are used do not appear to warrant an increased risk of this serious event from using this drug. We advise consumers to discuss alternative over-the-counter and prescription products with their health care providers or pharmacists.
Source: FDA
If you're asking who is she. Well thank you. That raises a good point. This star of day time soaps of long gone eons has unfortunately pulled a come back thru a makeover show. I hate her cause shes reliving her soap days by making a scene out of an easy task of picking clothes for a subject. 3 of your friends will come up with a whole ensemble that they think will make you look good or better. At the end of the 30 ++ minutes you will choose one of your friends ensemble. But whats killing me are the interview, they'd have you sit down with your 3 friends and they'd start pulling out clothes or stripping accessories off your body and throw them in a horrid laundry basket. And then your suppose to like cling on to those garments. I tell you guys, some cry, some whine and some play tug of war of clothes on national tv. Spare me the DRAMA FINOLA!
If you're gonna give a makeover. Take a bum off the street give him 300 dollars and send him to MACY'S. Dont make them look stupid. YOU'RE SOAP DAYS ARE GONE… Well you know what you should be the one to have a makeover. Thank God TV gave you another chance. Dont screw it. Take a hint from AMBUSH MAKEOVER. They do makeover in the truest sense of the word. They put you through hair color, make up, and clothes shopping - not DRAMA.
The website of her show goes:
Have you ever known someone in style denial? Ever felt out of touch, fashion-wise? Then How Do I Look? is the show for you! Every episode features a fashion-impaired victim as he or she gets a makeover from two close friends and one professional stylist.
Watch it but don't blame me if you cringe, get goosebumps and shingles at the cheesy scenes. EWW!
Age: 23
Location: Quezon City, PHILIPPINES
Height: 5"6
Favorite color: earth colors, kulay tae
Motto: Kick, dont lick!
