Dawson's Creek Re-run (The Joey-Pacey Finale)

This is the only t.v. show that made me start dreaming to become a real writer. When I first saw Dawson's Creek I was astonished by how casual witty lines were delivered. At first I thought of the actors who were so perfect for their respective roles but as I realized it, it's the writer who makes all the wonders there is to be admired in this show (well aside from Joshua Jackson and the Joey-Pacey-Joey-Dawson love affair of course)! Well, whatever. I won't go on talking about my love for this series because the show is waaay out of the running (my gosh! How long has it been? My age is showing, hihi). So I leave you with the best t.v. series ending everrrr!!!

Joey-Pacey Quote

Pacey: You're off the hook. I never really put much faith in all that "if you love someone set them free" crap as evidence by everything I've done in my life up to this very moment but I am determined to be happy, Joey, happy in this life and I love you, I mean, I always, I have always, always loved you but our timing has just never been right and the way I figured it, time is no man's friend so I have to get right with that and be happy, now, because this is it, I mean, this is all that we get. If there is one thing I've learned from losing Jen, that's what I've learned.
Joey: Pacey...I
Pacey: Actually, I... hold on, I'm not done yet, I also want for you to be happy. It's really important for me that you be happy so I want you to be with someone, whether be Dawson, or a New York guy or some man that you haven't even met yet but I want you to be with someone who can be part of the life that you want for yourself. I want you to be with someone who makes you feel like I feel when I'm with you. So, I guess, the point of this long run-on sentence that blessed the last 10 years of our lives is just that the simple act of being in love with you is enough for me. So you're off the hook.
Joey: You know what, for the record, I... I don't wanna be let off the hook. 'Cause everything in my life that I've done has led me here, right now and the last thing I want, need or deserve is to be let off somebody's hook.
Pacey: Please don't miss my point here...
Joey: And don't miss mine. Pacey, I love you, you know that and it's very real. It's so real that it's kept me moving, mostly running from it, never ready for it... and I love Dawson, he's my soul mate, he's tied to my childhood and it's a love that is pure and eternally innocent. I can't be let of the hook cause I just might get the notion that it's ok to keep running.
Pacey: So then what exactly are you saying here?

I Wait (The Explicit Conversation Edition)

(Monologue)

(Ayin to herself facing a mirror which ironically looks like the laptop screen)

Ayin: So like this could really make me feel better huh.

Mirror: I don’t know, why don't you speak on it girl.

Ayin (with a contorted face of a hippogriff): Really, everyone knows I am not that patient over this matter. And God knows how I’ve suffered many times just attempting to even pretend I can tolerate holding my anticipation over my next sought after affair because I’m clearly a hopeless romantic. There. I said it.

...silence...divine intervention all of a sudden...

Mirror: You're a what? Girl, I haven't been paying too much attention on you since the first time you got shagged but dang keep talking!

Ayin: I'm tired of talking about this. And to even write about this, I mean, what gives me the f(_)cking reason in writing this up then? Is it because I’ve just decided to re-run Dawson’s Creek on my player and keep going back to episode 127 that I’m acting this way? Oh, don't put that in.

Mirror: Whatever you say sunshine.

Ayin: Is it because of Brandon Flowers who is utterly becoming the hottest guy in the universe with that seductive beard?

Mirror: Sure! He's hot and you've been posting his picture all over the place.

Ayin: No. It's Joshua Jackson.

Mirror: You are so elementary.

Ayin: I'm saying some guys really look good when they grew older.

Mirror: Oh please don't go there!

Ayin: Then what is it?!

Mirror: Do you really want me to say it?

Ayin: Say what?

Mirror: His name?

Ayin: Name? What name? I mean who's name? I mean what and who are you talking about?! (nostrils flaring )

Mirror: Hey, chill. I just want to make sure you want me to say his name.

Ayin: If that's you-know-who you can start killing me now.

Mirror: Come on, who wants to keep talking about you-know-who and what a jerk he turned out to be. But sure I can talk about him if you're enjoying yourself being stoned to death I could go on wi--

Ayin: Please, please, please shut it!

...silence...mirror (who ironically looks like the laptop screen) is rolling her eyes

Ayin: Stop that I can see you.

Mirror: See what?

Ayin: That! You're rolling your eyes at me. I know what that means.

Mirror: Oh really? Well, fire me up, what does that mean then?

Ayin: It means you're irritated of me, talking and acting like this again.

Mirror: Um...close.

Ayin: You hate me.

Mirror: Yeah probably because you're half awake all the time when you drink too much coffee everyday to even wake your soul, but to hell no I don't hate you.

Ayin: Gee thanks! Much for being my conscience but sorry I don't get you.

Mirror: You don't get it why I don't hate you?

Ayin: No I mean when you said I'm always half awake. I mean, what are you trying to say like I sleep walk to work and --

Mirror: ---and you hit your head on the post without noticing it. Exactly.

Ayin: Look, if you're talking abou--

Mirror: (talking hastily like a Puma, oh or whatever) Harvey, sure! That guy's madly in love with you and you don't see it. And now that he's gone because of your stupidity the least you can do is admit to yourself that you're mistaken, you want him back and that you do feel the same about him.

...silence...again...sounds of rapid heart beating is heard in the background like Ayin is about to win sweepstakes.

Ayin: What?

Mirror: what do you mean what?

Ayin: Shocks I'm sorry. Um... What was that you were saying. That was too quick I didn't catch yah. You said something about Harvey what was that again?

Mirror: (Rolling her eyes until it pops out) No nothing I was just playing around..um well you know..oopps gosh my battery's low now 48%. Need to go.

Ayin: What?

Bleep! (So the mirror is really a laptop. If you're smart you'd figure)

Ayin: What the hell was that? Now I feel more like Josephine Potter... only I don't have a Pacey Witter with me. Darn. So now what? I wait? Oh no.

(End of monologue)(Starts bashing her conscience)

Floweret: Okay, for the record I am not looking. I am simply just killing time to wait for the next man who matter-of-factly knows how to treat a girl right. Who could unconditionally share a conversation with me even when there are no bottles of beer around. I am waitinf for that someone who could crack a joke in an untimely manner to leave me giggling even in my walk back to my estranged house at St. Ilian’s. Who could effortlessly (without bragging, mind you) carry on charisma at first sight. Who only pushes me aside when I’m at the wrong side of the road, not because his drinking buddies are already around. Who only gets mad at me for not praying at night not because I missed to answer his call or text at night. Who curses only at a physical fight, who only forgets the time when he’s with me, who respects my silence and my need to bash (which is pretty much most of the time), who only complains why I laugh so hard in public but laughs with me anyway. And lastly, wait for the man who doesn’t know how to admit to himself that he’s in-love with me but just shows me how much instead.

Ayin: Ayayay! How long will I have to wait then? This guys obviously lost on his way! I'm gonna need to find him.

"You don't have to"

...silence...(why does this seem to happen all the time? something wrong with the projector?)

(Ayin stops dead in her track, she was about to get her 3rd serving of coffee for the day and it's only 2pm)

Ayin: Mirs are you talking to me?

...silence...(are you counting?)

Ayin: Mirs, was that you?

...silence...(please can someone start playing music in the background? We're gonna have a problem here)

Bleep!

|| Boys + Boys + Boys ||

1. MJ - My 2000 Mr. & Ms. AMA escort. He's the typical boy-next door and a computer junkie.

2. Naruto - Well, he obviously he is a child at heart.

3. Mamuro - The guy who could've been my older brother because of his unparalleled love and care.

4. Ken - the guy who had been there for me in unimaginable ways. The guy who made me believe that romantic scenes in soap operas aren't just seen on t.v.

5. Deejay - the guy who could shag anyone at first sight. Gosh, too bad I was one of the 'anyones'.

6. Gavin - my ultimate dreamboy. Who would've thought that we could really hit it!

7. Borge - the guy who'd rather live and die cruising the world over.

8. Decoy - Here goes my super stalker ex-boyfriend.

9. Leon - Sssshhh..."Cause if you run your mouth and brag about this secret rendezvous I will hunt you down". (Touch my Body, Mariah Carey)

10. Harvey - the missionary who saved my life, enough said.

My Favorite Tennis Players + Hotties

In the spirit of sports season (because of the '08 Beijing Olympics) I give you a list of my favorite Tennis Players whom I will categorize according to their---ahem---looks and their hotness and amp! on the court (whether it be grass or clay).

10. Boris Pashanski
I first noticed Boris Pashanski at the 2006 Wimbledon Championship in his match with Andre Agassi (Agassi's last Wimbledon Tournament). Boris lost there yet his Serbian features where unmistakably striking, and so I jotted him down on my list.

9. Gaston Gaudio
Okay so he's Argetinian and has won the 2004 French Open but for me his most remarkable game was at the semi-finals of the 2002 ATP Tournament in Barcelona. This was a match against the then world #1 Lleyton Hewitt. He advanced without losing a set over Hewitt. Amp!

8. Paul-Henri Mathieu
I never really liked Frenchmen you know but this guy somewhat stood out of the crowd matching his grunge looks at the ATP Masters Series and beating Andy Roddick?! At the game at least.

7. Xavier Malisse
So here now is a Belgian trying to impress us with his...um...skills on the tennis court. He was remarkable against world #1 Roger Federer at the Rogers Cup in 2006.

6. Marat Safin
My gosh this guy really reminds me of Brad Pitt in Snatch. He could've landed on my number one list only with this picture right here but I just think he scares me sometimes. But surely he is H-O-T! Enough said.

5. Roger Federer
Ladies and gentlemen, let me just remind you that this list not only talking about tennis skills, alright? We too are talking about looks, as well as the x-factor that goes with it. So, going back to Roger...I think "what the &@*$?!"

4. Tommy Robredo
Some guys really looks a whole lot better in a clean cut hair style. Take for example Spanish player Tommy Robredo who had been sporting long locks ever since but isn't he waaay cuter in this picture with a military cut? And how about going topless? Geez, this guy really deserves being top 4.

3. Novak Djokovic
I know Serbia isn't the typical country where we can find cute guys roaming around the streets but if we're faced with a hotty like Novak Djokovic surely many girls wouldn't mind having a Serbian date the next time around.

2. Andy Roddick
Not only is he a famous household name in America he is also THE face of top-selling brands from Lexus to Rolex to Amex to Lacoste and to top it all he holds the fastest serve record! Not only is he the ninth-ranked player in the world he also is also one of the most good-looking man on and off the court. Gosh, can somebody stop this guy, puhlease?

1. Feliciano Lopez
What is it with Feli that many girls just can't resist? Oh gosh you have to tell me because I'm one of those girls too. I first came across this left-handed Spaniard around 2005 (just can't remember who was he up against with that time) but what made me notice him is his one-handed backhand which is quite weak. The more i watch his style the more I saw his potential to be the next Rafael Nadal (his close friend and world #2). Then comes his match with the Andre Agassi that made big news because he (Feli) had defeated such a legend. But landing to the Top 20 of the ATP Rankings is simply not a favorable spot for Feli so I make it a point to put him on the top...top of my list. "Juegas tenis fantástico. Mucha suerte! Vamos Feli!"

Tennis players funny quotes...


Arnaud DiPasquale: "Dear God, you know how much I hate playing on clay."













Gaston Gaudio: "A naked man running around the court...again?! Oh please... Ana Kournikova's no longer playing, come on!"

Marat Safin: "Spartaaaannnsss!!! What is your profession?"












Novak Djokovic: "Tell Masha we're going drinking tonight."







Andy Roddick: "What's that smell?"







Rafael Nadal: "The secret to a real power shot serve is concentration. Hum...hum..."





Feliciano Lopez: "Coach, I know English. I perfectly understand what you're saying...no need to...um...well...I gotta go!"

O-oh!

I sat in front of my computer, transfixed and lost in a trance. It’s already Monday and my mind is still buoyantly stuck on Sunday morning when I had Harvey Dent around. I closed my eyes softly and thought what transpired days before. Oh, how I miss him. Ahem. I opened my eyes again and there in front of me is my desk clustered with books from Zel, disarrayed printed out tutorial scripts, cable wires, wireless phone, half eaten crackers, cold coffee and a clear glass with last traces of soda and my huge Banana Republic bag. I was shaken out of my reverie. Seconds more I realized my index finger is inches away from the touchpad and the screen is stuck on Camtasia (again). I was suddenly reminded of the tutorial videos I have on deadline. I’d been daydreaming again.

It was the most wonderful feeling I’ve had in days and the bright blue sky above doesn’t have to do anything about that. I’ve locked myself up in my room burying my face on some Sheldon (The Best Laid Plans) and Coelho (Zahir) books when Harvey Dent game me the buzz of my life. He’s coming…in town!

Okay, shot it! I told myself. I stared at my pc unblinking. He was waving at me frantically like a child. He was mouthing some words I don’t understand but he was smiling widely and is making faces like always. I thought he’s just fooling around and so I frowned at him.

Then some words flashed in on screen. “Talk to me”, he typed in and waited for me to react. But I was too chicken to even move! I ducked down and started thinking he’s just kidding, he’s just kidding, he’s just kidding! In spite of myself I started typing in “Yey! When are you coming?” I was ready to bang my head on the wall when I realized I was eager to hear him answer my question.

I really don’t know why but every time I talk to Harvey Dent I always (relentlessly) hangs on his every word. He just sends chills up my spine and I get so much adrenaline I get so nervy and all that it take me ages to keep up with our chat. It’s not like I don’t know what to say but I just sometimes think why we’re so open and close to each other? That sort of thing really nags. He’d tell me how he’s been at work (and the people who’s been so nice to him there), what’s his current addiction (which I am not allowed to discuss to anyone without his approval), what his hands are doing (during our idle times on chat, he does sketches by the way, in case you’re wondering), what movie he had recently watched, how much money he had wasted on gasoline (and how much he wants to kill himself for even using his car to work), how he’s planning to go to Seattle (and take on the world), how he’s also planning to join Air Force (which I often refuse to discuss with him because I honestly don’t want him to go…err…just don’t want to talk to him about it – off the record), how happy he is now that he’s back with his family (and with his cute nephews as well), how much he was affected by the recent deaths in his family, his love for God, his love for arts and comics, and his love for his family.

Suddenly, a small thought inside my head brought a whole new meaning to what I had been thinking all the while. Harvey Dent never fooled about anything before. Then a rapid beating on my heart began and I stared at my computer screen in shock. He’s always serious about telling me things and is always persistent to make me believe in what he says. Slowly I walked away from the pc, turned around, walked over the door, closed it tightly, sat at the edge of my bed, took a deep breath, clamped my hand over my mouth and gave a silent yelp.

Amp! He’s really coming to town! Yipee! Harvey Dent is coming to town! This is so much like Christmas! Only he’s not Santa Claus. AHi-hi.

I hurried back on our chat and on impulse closed it. I thought I saw his reply on my question but I pushed it out of my mind. For a moment I got scared and thought of shutting down so I can forget about what he just said and go back to sleep. But I heard him chimed in again. I bit my lip and turned around. I gawked at the screen in utter astonishment. He was apologizing over and over for scaring me (because I was pretty obvious) and he was reasoning out that he just got carried away. There was a long pause, but he was still typing. Is he really coming over? Is that true? Are you really not fooling around Harvey Dent? Then he stopped typing, there was another long pause, and he was typing again. I was tempted to say something, to cut his guilt, apologize for my behavior and to argue about how he shocked me to death and how he should never lie to me again. When I stretched out, my fingers landed on the keyboard, a line flashed in, it said,

“I could come over, really, like promised. Just say so, so I can plan before going up to Air Force”

Dang! There goes Air Force again. He’s barely 24 and he’s already decided to kill himself by joining Air Force?! Oh what a waste. Then I saw him typing again, he goes

“I was going to join the Air force…(I soo know that!)"

"but now I'm having second thoughts”.

Yeah, yeah, yeah I know you’re having a second…what?! Is that right? He’s having a second thought?

Oh.My.Gosh.

There goes that stupid beating on my heart again. All of a sudden I feel flushed with fever. I feel too weak to even type a two-lettered word. I can't believe he's changing his mind about Air Force! This is so good!

But I have to say something! Panic. I raked my brain for something to say. But my heart is beating wildly I can’t think! Hastily I pushed on the letters…

Pressed enter…

Then I shut down my pc.

What his reactions were about my last message I never knew. I don’t think I’m not ready to know.

I traced back my YM Message Archive to get the full details of our conversation but to my disappointment I forgot to enable the automatic save function so it's gone, forever. Fortunately, I have my last message carved heavily in my head. And this is what I had said:

“I’d rather have you here and do nothing for the rest of our lives than let you join Air Force. Please make up your mind.”

The Party Girls' Confessions

Top Signs Why Girls Should Call it a Night - Ayins' Cut (Huh?)

1. You have absolutely no idea where your friends are.
2. You've become convinced that dancing with your arms overhead, shaking your ass, and yelling WOO HOO is truly the sexiest dance move EVER!
3. Your bladder becomes amazingly full every 10 minutes.
4. You sit down and the room and people around you starts spinning profusely.
5. You're slurring your words so badly, that nobody can understand what your saying and so you start screaming the words out. When they say what, you can't even remember what you were talking about.
6. You've come up with the brilliant idea that you can create less hassle on your friends by just "sleeping over" at your guy friend's house.
7. You see beers all over a table. Lift each one up until you find one half full and chug it down when no one is looking.
8. You find yourself sitting at random tables (preferably with lots of guys).
9. You become overly enthusiastic when someone flashes a camera on your face and you feel like making strange poses and lots of sexy pouting.
   
10. Every conversation starts with a booming laugh and an automatic clap or a spank on the lap of the hot guy beside you.
    
11. Your make-up is smeared all over your face and somehow you have still managed to make out with 5 different guys. Very classy.
12. The urge to take off pieces of clothing becomes strangely overwhelming.
13. Your eyes just don't seem to want to stay open on their own, so you keep them half closed and think it looks exotically sexy.
    
14. You yell at the bartender, because you think he cheated you by giving you lemonade, but that's just because you can no longer taste the vodka.
    
15. You think you're in bed, but your pillow feels strangely like the lap of the hot guy beside you.
16. Your hugs begin to resemble wrestling take-down moves only a little sensual.
    
17. You begin to think you're a really good dancer and anyone within arms reach becomes your new dancing partner.
18. You've taken off your shoes because you believe it's their fault that you're having problems walking and dancing around.
    
19. You can't feel your phone vibrating in your pocket and then when you look to see what time it is, you find you have 16 missed calls from your boyfriend or worst your parents.
20. One minute you're strutting your stuff, the next minute you're rolling on the ground, and you can't seem to remember the transition.
    
21. You call your ex-boyfriend 100 times and leave lots of really nasty libelous text messages then leave a hint of where you're at so he can pick you up.
22. You start hugging strange people and having great conversations with strangers.

A Very Special Love

A girl with so much love to give meets a man who had been struggling all his life to get it, that is at least from his family. A Very Special Love. A movie that stars my favorite John Lloyd Cruz as Miggy Montenegro and also my favorite singer turned actress Sarah Geronimo as Adelaida "Laida" Magtalas.

The rain just didn't stop me and my sister from watching this film. Not only because are we both be going home to Antipolo for a weekend with the rest of our family but also because it's our first bonding activity since EK. Haayyy...

P.S. This post is for my sister Iris. I Love You and I know you're already one of us (grown ups and probably independent in some ways) but I want you to know that you can still have me to be there for you (whenever you need me, of course). I'd be supportive of you and most willing to catch your back the way you'd have that done to me many times in the past. But, please, whatever you do, consult us first, okay? If you'd want first hand opinions, suggestions, counsellings, face-slapping (he-he), recommendations, warnings and some street smart guidance. Call me...and then we both call Mama and Papa. He-he-he. But I love you. I know I'm not the most showy person (sister more likely) you've ever known (most of the time the biggest snob in the house) but I do love you. Oh gosh, now I miss you more than ever. Wag ka na nga umalis! Lintik na abroad-abroad yan. Bwiset! :P

Can't Help Falling In Love With ....

...take my hand....

...take my whole life too...

...but I can't help...

...falling in love...

...with...