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Saturday, August 30, 2008

Giselle Bundchen had a nosejob?

A small trim meant a great leap on her Supermodeling career. And then I thought G was always super.










But its not bad at all...

Thursday, August 28, 2008

When he Ordered a Big Grilled Fish!

I saw this from a blog while I did a search.

A gay guy, I dunno his name, who worked in Korea, went out for lunch.


This is when he ordered a large grilled fish. And the side dishes.






HAHA. LMFAO. LOL. OMG. When I go to Korea, i won't order one large grilled fish.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Anna Bayle: First Asian Supermodel

Who doesn’t know Anna Bayle? Anna Bayle is dubbed as the First Asian Supermodel by Wallstreet, who unsurprisingly for two years has wowed the critical eyes of the tinseltown. She was the first ever Asian Supermodel in the late 70’s and 80’s who raked the spot as one of the top three models of the whole wide world. And there’s no wonder why she is one of the highest paid model of her time, for not only because she gets nine shows a day, as contrast to an average of one of a regular professional model, not only because she gets four out of the BIG FIVE shows of New York in a season, but she has also became the muse of several renowned fashion houses like YSL, Christian Dior, Chanel, Gianni Versace, and Givenchy, among others.

Being a supermodel is seriously not an easy job. Getting nine shows a day requires her to be always running and on the go, getting in and out of the car and be with the girls and ride the train. She’s always fully booked and producers would not hesitate to pay her a day’s work just to get her on the show. She graced the catwalk for as long as she wanted until she DECIDED to retire from her seemingly endless runway career. She said that she was even called a “miracle” doing shows on 34. After all, Asians age slowly than Whites.

Before she entered the threshold in the glam world of fashion, she was a scholar at the Philippine Science High School, (no wonder why she’s so intelligent) and finished BS in pre-medicine in UP Diliman. She was part of the basketball team, and though she did not win the MS. Republic of the Philippines, after her teammates convinced her to join, for she was not prepared, a famous designer, in the incarnation of Auggie Cordero, saw her potential and taught her all about fashion since she was 16. Things was so fast that when she moved to HKafter several months, she broke into the international scene the day after she replaced Billie Blair, for a HK Trade Show, after an acccident.

Currently she launched her lipstick line on NY and is busy raising his son, Callum.

“There are a lot of beautiful Filipinas. It’s a matter of training, takes a lot of fortitude. I was shaped by wise people, like Ruben Nazareth and Petusa Lopez. They were makeup artists in Europe, who changed Philippine fashion. I listened to them, because I was willing to learn. Now it’s my turn to teach new girls how to break into (sic) the real global scene.” she adds. The former supermodel is now preparing for a series of seminars in the Philippines sometime in May.

“If I was able to ‘baby sit’ younger models like Tyra Banks and Naomi (Campbell), then I can surely help any girl from the Philippines. It would be like having a new child.” That reminds her of a long-time goal—”to make my son an incredible person. Now he’s getting a 95 percentile in IQ.” Anna intends to train Filipino girls with that same dedication.

source: manilastandardtoday.com

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Friday, August 22, 2008

Brent Chua the Ninth Time!

Hey guys, this is a rare picture! You're so blessed to have seen this one. This is exclusive! haha. To those who agree with me posting my picture on this blog, comment after this post. I do look like Brent Chua. HAHA! kidding you!

Just click to enlarge! I hosted this picture on my own page creator. So no fears for you of getting this removed, unless I will be the one removing them.


I've chatted to a model agent three days ago. He does agree with us that B is such a nice guy. He commented that its amazing how he changes looks on every picture. Like a chameleon. Now take a look above and compare it with the ones I've posted before. See?

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

My Chat with Brent Chua!


Hey guys! this is my little Chichat with Brent Chua!
Unabridged! Check this out!
_____________________
Shounn

seanjames_camello@yahoo.co.uk

thanks!

9:48amBrent

okok!

will send them now! haha

9:48amShounn

hehe

yeah thanks!

9:48amBrent

no problem man.

ingat ka!

9:48amShounn

if its okay with you, send mo other pics

haha

thanks!

9:49amBrent

yes, promise

9:49amShounn

you in NY? ryt now?

hmm

9:49amBrent

you just woke up?

9:49amShounn

2 hours ago.. its 10 am here..

hehe

9:49amBrent

im in london now. back to nyc for fashon week in 2 days.

haha

9:49amShounn

cool... you're traveling a lot..

9:50amBrent

its tiring.

9:50amShounn

really? but you like it?

haha

glam ang buhay mo.. haha

how old are you na pala?

9:50amBrent

earn monry muna.

9:50amShounn

haha

9:50amBrent

25

9:50amShounn

ur earning a lot na nga

oh yeah...

9:51amBrent

not bad dude

i'll give u a treat when i get back to manila.

9:51amShounn

hmm...

9:51amBrent

if ever.. haha

9:51amShounn

haha im in cebu..

whens the last time umuwi ka ng manila?

9:52amBrent

really.

9:52amShounn

yep...

9:52amBrent

i was back there for 3 days last december.

hehe

9:52amShounn

hmm...

9:52amBrent

r u in school or working?

9:52amShounn

i thought hindi ka pa umuuwi.. so when did u start modeling?

hih

school pa...still 19

9:54amBrent

i'll type it for you na ok!

9:56amBrent

wow. so young!

9:56amShounn

me? haha

9:58amShounn

u can add questions f u lyk and answer them urself.. haha

9:59amBrent

hahah! you are funny!

btw, do you go to manila?

10:00amShounn

hmm.. anyway i foudn ur pic on stevencount,,, haha

no...

what will i do there naman?

haha

if rami nako pera, why not? ill surely go..

10:03amShounn

nakamodel kaba sa motorola noh? super cool man, hihi

10:04amBrent

sorry or the delayed reply.

i am typing your thing.

haha

oh. how did you found steven counts?

haha

yeah. i did motorolla. it was cool

come to manila when im there!

i'll buy u tix!

10:05amShounn

sabi ng other fan mo... okay lang if pinost ko sa blog? hihi

10:05amBrent

promise

of course

feel free to do it man.

10:05amShounn

whats tix?

10:05amBrent

no worries

10:05amShounn

hah sorry, ignorante.. hihi

10:05amBrent

ticket

10:05amShounn

haha

10:05amBrent

from cebu to manila.

10:05amShounn

hmm..

bait mo naman...haha

wag mo lang ako delete sa friends list mo... so that we can meet up pa in the future.. haha

10:08amShounn

haha, fans mo rin ung make up artists mo... sa taiwan... tsaka sa paris... visit sila palagi blog ko... haha

10:12amBrent

yes! i will not delete you!!! promise!

you have school today?

10:13amShounn

no, ewan ko nga kung bakit lang class...

just had our midterms exams last week, meron pang last exam this wed for taxation.. haha

10:16amShounn

thanks for promising not to delete me... HIHI

10:19amBrent

why should i delee you man?

delete.

10:19amShounn

theres no reason... hahahhaa

10:19amBrent

btw, hpw did you do on your eams?

eams?

exams?

10:19amShounn

exams? i did not finish it... did not study well... like i always do...

im super lazy... hihi

Brent

haha! lazy boy!

10:28amShounn

whats the time in there na?

here its 1035am

so mondays are ur free days? isn't it?

10:32amShounn

u seemed so busy... hehe

10:36amBrent

it depends.

i go to castings a lot

so basically... busy

10:37amShounn

castings? whats that.. like audtions for wholl be the mode for a product? hehe sorry

*model

10:45amBrent

yup

thats right.

hehe

10:47amShounn

cool...

be back in a jiffy

how i wish im a model too

10:50amBrent

how tall r u dude?

10:50amShounn

naks dont ask

10:50amBrent

hey check your email...

10:50amShounn

k

10:50amBrent

i already emailed you

10:50amShounn

5 8

thanks

10:50amBrent

hehe

10:50amShounn

haha

can i post this little chat too?

not yet received.. hehe

type ko email ulit.. baka wrong

10:52amBrent

seanjames_camello@yahoo.com.uk

10:52amShounn

wrong

haha

co.uk

10:52amBrent

thats your email right?

10:52amShounn

co.uk

10:52amBrent

ooops.

okk

10:52amShounn

haha

HIHI

uve got plenty of models friend eh? tutay charo? etc?

rocky..

10:54amShounn

can i post this lil chat too?

10:54amBrent

rocky, tutay, vince. his bro

marrjay

they are cebuanos...

10:54amShounn

marjay ramirez?

cool... hes cebuana

10:54amBrent

yes, you can

yeah

but she is an air stewardess now

10:55amShounn

shes the sister of my school mate

10:55amBrent

sent. check again

10:55amShounn

really? marjay? hmm

10:55amBrent

yes

10:55amShounn

uno momento..

10:55amBrent

hey, dont give up

u can be commercial model.

hehe

10:55amShounn

haha

10:55amBrent

check it and i need to go.

haha

10:55amShounn

kk bye

have a nice day..

a mnute

10:57amBrent

okie dokie

got it?

10:57amShounn

10 secs more..

10:57amBrent

ok

10:58amShounn

my comp hanged

10:58amBrent

time is up

haha

10:58amShounn

haha

wew... cool pic... u looked diff again on that...

haha hope we can chat some time soon... k bye.. and thanks...

10:58amBrent

thanks man.

ingat ka.

10:58amShounn

bye dude...

10:58amBrent

ok!

10:58amShounn

tc..

10:58amBrent

bye. god bless.

10:58amShounn

hmm..

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Monday, August 18, 2008

Brent Chua on The Hot Seat!


Here's Brent Chua on the Hot Seat!
_____________________________
Hey dude.

Hope you are having a great time there...

Q1 You started modeling when you were… (age)

A1 Stated when I was 20.

Q2 What made you choose modeling as a profession?

A2 To enjoy what you do, travel the world, and get paid quite well for it is pretty enticing.

Q3 Do you have a sibling who's into modeling too?

A3 Nope.

Q4 Was it difficult for you (as an Asian) to penetrate the market outside Asia?

A4 The market for Asian models is very slight and specific. But wonders can be worked with the right motivation from a great team of agents. Also, the right time chooses you.

Q5 Modeling is a short-lived career, right? So what are your plans after modeling? Go into business? Go to college?

A5 If you're capable of managing your career efficiently, it won't be a short lived one. As far as future plans, I've had business opportunities in the past. So going into business is most definitely a possibility.

Q6 A lot of fans you have met do have positive comments about you. So how do you stay so down to earth despite the success?

A6 I dont live in this industry and socialize with very few people in it. My life and my profession are two separate things, so its not hard to stay down to earth when you are truly content with yourself. It helps to be in good company as well.

Q7 What did you feel when ABS-CBN dubbed your friend, and fellow supermodel Rocky Salumbides as the First Pinoy Ford Model when you really were the First Pinoy Ford Model?

A7 How do I feel? I feel it's completely irrelevant. And for sure there's been someone of Filipino blood in the past who has been with Ford, even before me.

Q8 Is the rumor true that you were dating a 16 year old boy who worked for the American Aparrel Chelsea and that your mom is trying to locate you?

A8 This is another irrelevant questions. The person who started this is truly jealous and has got nothing better to do.

Q9 Do you have a girlfriend? ( If no, then--- So you're dating…)

A9 Being in a relationship requires a lot of time. As of now, I am not prepared to be in a relationship.

Q10 How does it feel to be dubbed as the "Asian Male Supermodel"?

A10 I'm always grateful for the people behind me.

Q11 Bumabalik-balik ka ba dito sa Pilipinas?

§ If no, then do you miss your family? And do you have plans to go back here?

A11 Only for the holidays. I miss them all the time.

Q12 So ano ang na mimiss mo sa Pilipinas? (food, place, and thing you can only do here)

A12 I miss my family and friends. I would say the food too, but it's not hard to find elsewhere.

Q13 I'm pretty sure you've got a lot of fans, who aspire to become models, and who look up at you (including me haha!). What is your advice for for them, or anyone else who wants to get into modeling?

A13 I would simply advise them to never give up and just be yourself. It's not merely about physical attributes, but rather who you are and what you are about. It's a package deal.

It's great chatting with you, and hope to see you in person too!

All the best and God bless.

Always...



BRENT CHUA*
____________________________
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Sunday, August 17, 2008

Brent Chua The Eighth Time!

(Note: The Brent Chua Interview will be posted soon! So tell your friends about it!)

Sorry Guys, for being away the whole week. We've got our midterms exam. We will have our last test this Wednesday so pray for me. Anyway, Brent Chua is so busy with his ramps and photo shoot that he hasn't replied to what I had sent him but a mere say of sending it back to me after he's done with his stuffs, which I think are never-ending (just how is it to become a supermodel? eh?).

Here's the latest picture that I found. Haha. You don't need to enlarge it, because it already is. Just look at how he strike a post. OMG. That's how a supermodel does his thing!


P.S. All the picture of my previous Brent Chua post has been removed. Too bad.. huh

Monday, August 11, 2008

The Nightingale and the Rose

(This is really a great story, full of teachings and moral lessons, this is part of our midterms exams. I'm posting this for everyone to read and to read again! hmm. Comment your interpretation and your feelings at the end of the post after reading this short story. If you have had read this, then read this again.)

"Death is a great price to pay for love."
-nightingale-
"Yet Love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird compared to the heart of a man?" -nightingale-


'She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,' cried the young Student; 'but in all my garden there is no red rose.'
From her nest in the holm-oak tree the Nightingale heard him, and she looked out through the leaves, and wondered.
'No red rose in all my garden!' he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. 'Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched.'
'Here at last is a true lover,' said the Nightingale. 'Night after night have I sung of him, though I knew him not: night after night have I told his story to the stars, and now I see him. His hair is dark as the hyacinth-blossom, and his lips are red as the rose of his desire; but passion has made his lace like pale Ivory, and sorrow has set her seal upon his brow.'
'The Prince gives a ball to-morrow night,' murmured the young Student, 'and my love will be of the company. If I bring her a red rose she will dance with me till dawn. If I bring her a red rose, I shall hold her in my arms, and she will lean her head upon my shoulder, and her hand will be clasped in mine. But there is no red rose in my garden, so I shall sit lonely, and she will pass me by. She will have no heed of me, and my heart will break.'
'Here indeed is the true lover,' said the Nightingale. 'What I sing of he suffers: what is joy to me, to him is pain. Surely Love is a wonderful thing. It is more precious than emeralds, and dearer than fine opals. Pearls and pomegranates cannot buy it, nor is it set forth in the market-place. it may not be purchased of the merchants, 'or can it be weighed out in the balance for gold.'
'The musicians will sit in their gallery,' said the young Student, 'and play upon their stringed instruments, and my love will dance to the sound of the harp and the violin. She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor, and the courtiers in their gay dresses will throng round her. But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her;' and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept.

< 2 >

'Why is he weeping?' asked a little Green Lizard, as he ran past him with his tail in the air.
'Why, indeed?' said a Butterfly, who was fluttering about after a sunbeam.
'Why, indeed?' whispered a Daisy to his neighbour, in a soft, low voice.
'He is weeping for a red rose,' said the Nightingale.
'For a red rose!' they cried; 'how very ridiculous!' and the little Lizard, who was something of a cynic, laughed outright.
But the Nightingale understood the secret of the Student's sorrow, and she sat silent in the oak-tree, and thought about the mystery of Love.
Suddenly she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air. She passed through the grove like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed across the garden.
In the centre of the grass-plot was standing a beautiful Rose-tree, and when she saw it, she flew over to it, and lit upon a spray.
'Give me a red rose,' she cried, 'and I will sing you my sweetest song.'
But the Tree shook its head.
'My roses are white,' it answered; 'as white as the foam of the sea, and whiter than the snow upon the mountain. But go to my brother who grows round the old sun-dial, and perhaps he will give you what you want.'
So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing round the old sun-dial.
'Give me a red rose,' she cried, 'and I will sing you my sweetest song.'
But the Tree shook its head.
'My roses are yellow,' it answered; 'as yellow as the hair of the mermaiden who sits upon an amber throne, and yellower than the daffodil that blooms in the meadow before the mower comes with his scythe. But go to my brother who grows beneath the Student's window, and perhaps he will give you what you want.'
So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing beneath the Student's window.
'Give me a red rose,' she cried, 'and I will sing you my sweetest song.'
But the Tree shook its head.
'My roses are red,' it answered, 'as red as the feet of the dove, and redder than the great fans of coral that wave and wave in the ocean-cavern. But the winter has chilled my veins, and the frost has nipped my buds, and the storm has broken my branches, and I shall have no roses at all this year.'

< 3 >

'One red rose is all I want,' cried the Nightingale, 'only one red rose! Is there no way by which I can get it?'
'There is a way,' answered the Tree; 'but it is so terrible that I dare not tell it to you.'
'Tell it to me,' said the Nightingale, 'I am not afraid.'
'If you want a red rose,' said the Tree, 'you must build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with your own heart's-blood. You must sing to me with your breast against a thorn. All night long you must sing to me, and the thorn must pierce your heart, and your life-blood must flow into my veins, and become mine.'
'Death is a great price to pay for a red rose,' cried the Nightingale, 'and Life is very dear to all. It is pleasant to sit in the green wood, and to watch the Sun in his chariot of gold, and the Moon in her chariot of pearl. Sweet is the scent of the hawthorn, and sweet are the bluebells that hide in the valley, and the heather that blows on the hill. Yet Love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird compared to the heart of a man?'
So she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air. She swept over the garden like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed through the grove.
The young Student was still lying on the grass, where she had left him, and the tears were not yet dry in his beautiful eyes.
'Be happy,' cried the Nightingale, 'be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart's-blood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though she is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty. Flame-coloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body. His lips are sweet as honey, and his breath is like frankincense.'
The Student looked up from the grass, and listened, but he could not understand what the Nightingale was saying to him, for he only knew the things that are written down in books.

< 4 >

But the Oak-tree understood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little Nightingale who had built her nest in his branches.
'Sing me one last song,' he whispered; 'I shall feel very lonely when you are gone.'
So the Nightingale sang to the Oak-tree, and her voice was like water bubbling from a silver jar.
When she had finished her song the Student got lip, and pulled a note-book and a lead-pencil out of his pocket.
'She has form,' he said to himself, as he walked away through the grove - 'that cannot be denied to her; but has she got feeling? I am afraid not. In fact, she is like most artists; she is all style, without any sincerity. She would not sacrifice herself for others. She thinks merely of music, and everybody knows that the arts are selfish. Still, it must be admitted that she has some beautiful notes in her voice. What a pity it is that they do not mean anything, or do any practical good.' And he went into his room, and lay down on his little pallet-bed, and began to think of his love; and, after a time, he fell asleep.
And when the Moon shone in the heavens the Nightingale flew to the Rose-tree, and set her breast against the thorn. All night long she sang with her breast against the thorn, and the cold crystal Moon leaned down and listened. All night long she sang, and the thorn went deeper and deeper into her breast, and her life-blood ebbed away from her.
She sang first of the birth of love in the heart of a boy and a girl. And on the topmost spray of the Rose-tree there blossomed a marvellous rose, petal following petal, as song followed song. Yale was it, at first, as the mist that hangs over the river - pale as the feet of the morning, and silver as the wings of the dawn. As the shadow of a rose in a mirror of silver, as the shadow of a rose in a water-pool, so was the rose that blossomed on the topmost spray of the Tree.
But the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn. 'Press closer, little Nightingale,' cried the Tree, 'or the Day will come before the rose is finished.'

< 5 >

So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and louder and louder grew her song, for she sang of the birth of passion in the soul of a man and a maid.
And a delicate flush of pink came into the leaves of the rose, like the flush in the face of the bridegroom when he kisses the lips of the bride. But the thorn had not yet reached her heart, so the rose's heart remained white, for only a Nightingale's heart's-blood can crimson the heart of a rose.
And the Tree cried to the Nightingale to press closer against the thorn. 'Press closer, little Nightingale,' cried the Tree, 'or the Day will come before the rose is finished.'
So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and the thorn touched her heart, and a fierce pang of pain shot through her. Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.
And the marvellous rose became crimson, like the rose of the eastern sky. Crimson was the girdle of petals, and crimson as a ruby was the heart.
But the Nightingale's voice grew fainter, and her little wings began to beat, and a film came over her eyes. Fainter and fainter grew her song, and she felt something choking her in her throat.
Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in the sky. The red rose heard it, and it trembled all over with ecstasy, and opened its petals to the cold morning air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams. It floated through the reeds of the river, and they carried its message to the sea.
'Look, look!' cried the Tree, 'the rose is finished now;' but the Nightingale made no answer, for she was lying dead in the long grass, with the thorn in her heart.
And at noon the Student opened his window and looked out.
'Why, what a wonderful piece of luck! he cried; 'here is a red rose! I have never seen any rose like it in all my life. It is so beautiful that I am sure it has a long Latin name;' and he leaned down and plucked it.

< 6 >

Then he put on his hat, and ran up to the Professor's house with the rose in his hand.
The daughter of the Professor was sitting in the doorway winding blue silk on a reel, and her little dog was lying at her feet.
'You said that you would dance with me if I brought you a red rose,' cried the Student. Here is the reddest rose in all the world. You will wear it to-night next your heart, and as we dance together it will tell you how I love you.'
But the girl frowned.
'I am afraid it will not go with my dress,' she answered; 'and, besides, the Chamberlain's nephew has sent me some real jewels, and everybody knows that jewels cost far more than flowers.'
'Well, upon my word, you are very ungrateful,' said the Student angrily; and he threw the rose into the street, where it fell into the gutter, and a cart-wheel went over it.
'Ungrateful!' said the girl. 'I tell you what, you are very rude; and, after all, who are you? Only a Student. Why, I don't believe you have even got silver buckles to your shoes as the Chamberlain's nephew has;' and she got up from her chair and went into the house.
'What a silly thing Love is,' said the Student as he walked away. 'It is not half as useful as Logic, for it does not prove anything, and it is always telling one of things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true. In fact, it is quite unpractical, and, as in this age to be practical is everything, I shall go back to Philosophy and study Metaphysics.'
So he returned to his room and pulled out a great dusty book, and began to read.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Brent Chua Interview!

(updated august 09, 2008)

(update: Hey guys, wait a bit more, I've sent him the questions already!)

Malapit na!

Hello readers and fans of Brent Chua. I already have sent him a message asking him if he is willing to get interviewed. I know he will. But he hasn't replied yet. Though it wasn't futile to send him the interview questions, I am thinking that it wouldn’t be proper to interview him (or send to him the questions) until he confirms. But surely, I know, he will.

I think it would be better that you will chip in this “thing” so I am begging you guys to throw me your questions to be part of the final questionnaire. Just comment them in this post. Don’t email them because they will end up in my spam and I may overlook them when I browse. I will have a little surprise for everyone two Sundays from now. It’s a Brent Chua thingy but don’t expect something very grandiose. I’m just a poor now-loyal fan voicing out our collective opinion. If you will ask me; why next next week? It’s because your poor Shawn is still a college student and he has to make up on his golden eggs on tests. We will have our midterms next week, that’s’ until Saturday. If I can’t post the “Brent Chua thingy” next Sunday then my apologies in advance. I’m not Superman to remember all things. My brain is full of Accounting stuffs and I don’t know how to remove them.


pic found by: francis (I think this is a new pic, notice the hair, the hair was for the july 20-aug 1 pictorials0

I am expecting your questions to be part of the interrogation, so comment them here. Brent Chua Fans please participate. haha

UPDATE:

I've installed a top commentators widget so that you guys can see whose the most participative of all. You can see the widget on the page.

Another thing is, next time I will be hosting the pictures that I'll be posting here. Some pictures are removed by the owner that's why over time they disappear. huhu

Thanks and I love you all!

Do I sound so demanding? If I do then OMG, sorry guys...

Comment them here now!

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Friday, August 1, 2008

Brent Chua the Seventh Time!


Hello everyone. The Brent Chua Seventh Chronicle is here. I hope you haven't seen some of these pictures. Some of them are taken just yesterday. I actually posted an advanced-post for august 01. But I don't know why it hasn't been posted now that it's august o2. Maybe I had deleted it or had posted it on my other blog. hmm lemme check. Will you be sued for publishing pictures without asking permission? OMG.


PICTURES: (click to enlarge)
(note: these pictures underwent no retouching)








photos by: youbin07

i hope youbin won't get angry if I have posted his masterpieces...haha

news UPDATE:(agusut 05, 2008)

some pictures are removed by youbin07.. huhu too bad...to those who haven't seen them yet, my apologies...


SOME PICTURES WHICH ARE ALWAYS WORTH REMEMBERING:

Some pictures you may have seen,
but always worth remembering.
But don't be so keen,
For a thousand happiness it brings.



Okay guys. If you want to make an ode (poem of praise) for Brent Chua email it to me. I’ll be happy to post it here. Thanks. Until then. Subscribe to my feed or through mail to get updated. haha

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