My Prince Charming

"My heart stops when you look at me. Just one touch and Baby I believe this is real so take a chance and don't ever look back"

I was all effed up last year. It started like as if I was in a roller coaster ride. My feelings fluctuated but it all circled around just with the negative adjectives you could think of. Lonely, miserable, sick, paranoid, underappreciated and effin oppressed. I remember how C and I watched "Miss you like crazy" emptying a Kleenex box as we internalized every John Lloyd-Bea crying moment until we went out of the theater. We were pathetic.

 I was like that for months. I didn't have the energy to even listen to Celine Lopez when she said that a girl is only permitted to be ugly, introvert, miserable for 3 weeks if she was from a bad break-up and yet I overstayed and took another 3.

But that's just fine. Heck, when I finally decided to look for a job and help myself because no one could but me, I looked for 2 jobs. I planned to busy myself with work to forget all about the life called LOVE.

I kinda felt happy and all just spending "ME" time, once in a while - with new friends and old, catching up with cousins and tourist-guiding my students. But, that was until JB.

I've known JB since I was 15. He's my buddy, Jonas' brother. And I mean younger brother. If cradle snatching were a crime, I'd be guilty as charged! Haha.. He's even younger than my biological brother. We've only exchanged His and Hellos when I visit Jonas during parties. Having said that, I never remembered him spoke to me. It's either he smirks at me or raises his eyebrows. But he NEVER said Hi. What a snob!

 

Last November, my 3-month old "trusty" laptop malfunctioned and being the panicky person that I am, I called the best, nearest possible help - Jonas, who referred me to JB since he was all computer geeky and techie-ish. And for a person who has been telling me that he doesn't like to study, he knows a lot when it comes to computers.

The first few days were the worst ever. Connection lost - I hate you Sky Broadband. Laptop broken. Classes missed. Students quit. Great! I couldn't even see what the silver lining was. I didn't know it was my techie boyfriend, after all.

Okay, I won't go into details but you know how the story began. And my addictions include:

His speaking voice. The sexiest voice ever. You won't know until you hear it. But think of Josh Hartnett.

His singing voice. Lovely and eats my heart out. It's like listening live to Christian Bautista. Seriously.

His eyes. I have a thing with chinky-eyed men. And as what Debbie Gibson always said: I get lost in his eyes.

His hands. Beautiful hands ever. Macho but neat. And so fast when he plays Counter Strike. haha!!! I even plan to record it on video. Baby, please let me?

 

His scent. Sometimes Oxygen, sometimes Lacoste, sometimes Lewis and Pearl. What-have-you. Still the best smell/s in the world.

His kisses. Okay, kisses from the one you love are all addictive. I shouldn't be explaining this since this is obvious and given.

His heart. He is nothing but nice. I feel like he's bringing out the best in me. And I think I can let it pass when he says that the other thing that he loves besides me is his PSP. Okay, then. You'll have your bonding with the PSP and those DOTA vanguards. Haha..

I never expected him and my brother to be close but thanks to The Bar. He is now officially Pogs' drinking buddy but in moderation. I promise. My mom likes him. Even Apollo does.

We are both Pizza monsters. Haha.. It's a good thing my brother works at Greenwich. Pizza is just one text away.

We sing together. Songs from the 80's. Ballads.
The Backstreet boys. RnB. Heck, and even Linkin Park!

He's so addicted to computers that he lets me hold the remote control EVERYTIME.
The TV is mine. The computer is his. Yay.

Last Christmas I had coffee with C. We caught up on old times and remembered that the last time we had that "bonding" was last Valentine's day when we were both plain lonely and miserable. Last Christmas was an emotional night since we were both happy at the moment and that the year won't end in tears but with all the joy and happiness that we deserve.

She's got L and I've got J.

I mean, it's true that when God closes a door, He opens a window. And that's JB to me.

Jb and Elle - Just LOVE

The Partner-in-crime

When I first watched Gossip Girl, I knew I was gonna love it. Good-looking guys. Elite people. Manhattan. Chic. Fashionable. Blair. Nate. Chuck.

But, really, what made it interesting was, eventhough how bitchy, wicked and stubborn Blair is, she found herself a bestfriend in the person of Serena.

When Serena knew that Blair wasn't gonna get into Yale, she was there for her and same thing goes to S when B knew that she killed someone. She didn't judge Serena and instead, helped her resolve issues.

Having a boyfriend is great but having a bestfriend is even greater. It's a BLESSING.

Who would you call in the middle of the night when you and your guy fight?

Who would suggest you a make-over when you're not looking your best?

Who would tolerate your naighty-ness for the sake of your happiness?

Who would criticize you in a nice wat as not to hurt your feelings?

Or who would you share those bars of chocolate when you feel down and depressed?

Just your Bestfriend. Thank heavens, literally, since I first met C in this church community called Antioch. She was one of the prettiest in my batch and as I was in that superficial episode of my life, I only talked to pretty people. We didn't hit the friendship mode until a year after - and it's because between the two of us, C is the friendlier one.

Eversince C and I became friends, it was so easy for me telling my thoughts to her. It was comfortable being me. It made me think of friendships like Courteney Cox and Jennifer Aniston's, Katie Holmes and Victoria Beckham's, Tobey Maguire and Leonardo diCaprio's or the infamous BROMANCE of Ben Affleck and Matt Damon.

They are all twosomes. People who have found their partners-in-crime in the other. Friends that aren't as alike (personality-wise), but can meet halfway for the sake of friendship. That is what I feel about my friendship with C. Safe yet careless.

Last Sunday, C and I planned a movie date. Call it divine intervention but we were both wearing the same thing - black and white striped blouse and a pair of  black shorts. We also both wore flip-flops.

We first went to the grocery to buy 2 bars of chocolate, 4 kinds of potato chips, mini wafer bars, cheesy flakes, chocolate cookies, iced tea and lemonade. We made it specific to buy sweets because we both know that John Lloyd Cruz and Bea Alonzo will never fail to make anyone hopelessly in-love. And we don't wanna allow that feeling at the moment since there are enough dramas happening in our lovelives lately.

As the movie went on, we weren't able to eat those bags of chips and drink the lemonade that costs $2 We both shared tissue papers for 2 reasons: One, that we were so touched and moved by the story and two; that we both can relate to it.

The amazing thing about it was - we never were ashamed of sobbing inside the theater. I never felt embarassed crying over a tagalog, cheesy, hopeless romantic film and it's because I was with someone who understands my whole being.

Isn't it nice to have someone by your side days after Valentine's Day and you're lovelife-less, alone and single? I know it sounds pathetic but what have we? No C, No P. Nobody exactly. Just us.

This is so mushy hearing from a girl bestfriend but I promise you that my favorite color is still pink, my favorite word is make-up and eventhough how gorgeous Angelina Jolie could be, I'd still prefer dating Brad Pitt. I'm straight.

It's just that we complement each other a lot. I'm the bread and she's the butter. I'm the milk and she's the coffee. I'm the sago and she's the gulaman. Hahaha!!

And if ever I tell her, I killed someone, I know she'd help me out how to lie to the cops. Or surrender. Or disappear. And here's what, I'd do the same thing to her.

Heck. I just found my SERENA.

Me and bessie!