I knew that was coming!

Click Five - Just The Girl Lyrics

She’s cold and she’s cruel
But she knows what she’s doin’
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She’s the one I’m after

[Chorus:]
Cause she’s bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can’t help myself
I don’t want anyone else
She’s a mystery
She’s too much for me
But I keep comin’ back for more
She’s just the girl I’m lookin’ for

She can’t keep a secret
For more than an hour
She runs on 100 proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do?
I’d do anything for her

Cause she’s bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can’t help myself
I don’t want anyone else
She’s a mystery
She’s too much for me
But I keep comin’ back for more
She’s just the girl I’m lookin’ for

The way she sees it’s me
On her caller ID
She won’t pick up the phone
She’d rather be alone
But I can’t give up just yet
Cause every word she’s ever said
Is still ringin’ in my head
Still ringin’ in my head

She’s cold and she’s cruel
But she knows what she’s doin’
Knows just what to say
So my whole day is ruined

Cause she’s bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can’t help myself
I don’t want anyone else
She’s a mystery
She’s too much for me
But I keep comin’ back for more

Cause she’s bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can’t help myself
I don’t want anyone else
She’s a mystery
She’s too much for me
But I keep comin’ back for more
Oh, I keep comin’ back for more
She’s just the girl I’m lookin’ for
Just the girl I’m lookin’ for

I’m lookin’ for
I’m lookin’ for
I’m lookin’ for
Just the girl I’m lookin’ for

*heard this @ yahoo…i can kinda relate to some parts. ^ _ ^

“Have you even been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life … You give them a piece of you. They don’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like maybe we should just be friends or how very perceptive turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

~ Neil Gaiman (1960-)
English writer, science fiction & graphic novels with prose, illustrations in comic-book form

*i just loooove neil!!!!!!

….so…much.

…of course I’ve always wanted to meet my man.

for I believe that in this big and ever-revolving existence, one weird soul is also looking for another one weird soul like me…

*sighs dreamily*

30 minutes of walking under the heat of the melanin-producing sun…walking thru and fro half-kilometer separated buildings…
sweat glands on full blast…
ziclh umbrella…
sweet huh?!

that’s not it…
i waited, walked, and tanned all for my un-prayed-for NOTHING!!

imagine this..i’ve waited for TWO LONG WEEKS for this one proffessor to be atleast IN SIGHT at her ever colorful and fun-filled cubicle (with her siblings’ scribbles & doodles..=)..) with a thought-at-heart that i’d atleast have a chance to get her contact number so that i could atleast start up even on “something” at my ever energy-requiring devcomm 11 project…

and what did i get?

aCe: good afternoon ma’am.=) i’m “my full name”,a freshie from the dev comm department, i would just like to ask if there’s this slight chance that you could share with me your time so as to allow me to indulge at your experty in sociology, with regards to friendster and it’s affect to Filipino culture for my feature article…=)
—-i can’t clearly recall what she said after that..but one thing i felt…”gurl am i barking at the wrong tree..a tall one..”ehehe..but then..she was nice enough to smile an honest smile and tell me that she ain’t know anythin’ bout it…she concluded w/ these words…
my ever-hunted proffessor who slightly looks like my mom actually: “you got it all wrong…i don’t even know such thing exists..i don’t even know anything about it…=)”

sweet huh?! phrase of the day…”YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG.”

well…i moved on…easily…=)

tonight we celebrated joy’s debut…and damn was it such a sweet, fun and 25-thousand-shining-star-worth bash!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DYOY-DYOY!!
***joy’s one of my ever-beloved roommate…=)
unsa man? unsa man dalaga?! waheheheh..(trying hard mag-bisaya..hekhek)

nwei…before that..i also had fun din naman at the library…i had a blast at the computer section…ma’am mercy..my ever-beloved chum-librarian(about 54 yrs old +) at the reserved section browsed the net with me..hahah…t’was kinda hard for we had to share a seat (and our bodies were both space-loving)..but t’was damn fun for she was soooo in awe over at my web accounts and just didn’t ever fail (not even once)in makin’ me laugh when makin’ her remarks…=)..after that..we both attended the 5:30 mass at st. therese’ chapel, we walked and laughed along the way..she’s got really lotsa-lotsa-lotsa listenin’-skill-worth stories…=)

i loved that wednesday afternoon because o’ that.

all in all…IT WAS A NICE, SWEET, ENERGY-whooper day…=)

yeah…believe it or not…i’m a loud person..but i love the library…and yes…unbelievable..but it seems to me that it loves me in return…=)

*2nd sem, freshie year…devcomm 11 days…^ _ ^

how weird am i?

11pm….i was watching t.v…saw beranadette sembrano …she still needs some more spa sessions (she lacks this “aura”..i guess it’s in her skin..but she’s still pretty) …anyhow…she announced officially that there’d be no class on Monday. National Heroes’ Day. YIPEE!

you know what I did?! I looked for my 62 (my ever-reliable back-up phone)

*teka…since I mentioned my 62…as in 6210..haha..grade 6/elementary days phone…I’d rather I pay a tribute to him first (I consider him an ever-reliable friend/pet/phone/bf?!..!.yeah..i changed “his” housing last sem , haha..yeah! a pink 6210! Define kikay. Elaborate. .anyhow, he’s gay! even though he’s all dark green and serious-looking as of press time.)—-I’m planning not to change the housing anymore..it’s too tiring..perhaps if ever I’ll change it, it’d be transparent, and the backlight would have to be a combination of pink&yellow or…pink&green. And yeah, pink’s not my favorite color. It’s actually red. It’s just that pink has this certain “happy touch”.

*and not to mention that I’m sooo into the pink&green combination lately…it actually already gained a rank as one of my choices for my wedding’s motif!!

*happy*happy*joy*joy*joy**sighs dreamily* but for now..i have to look for my groom first..but before that…actually have a bf first..and before that..have to be a woman…pass the bars..finish my BS..clean my room?!…haha! I’ve got a long way to go!*

Anyhow, yeah, my 62 definitely deserves a tribute. *sighs*…he was always there to back me up and wait for me/for another tragic missing-phone-instance.(Define Humanized. Elaborate. …Devcom 40?!) He was one of those stuffs in my life that arrived, stayed and remained. He never left me. Even though, I did not, for even a nanosecond ever thought of not giving him up in exchange of a newer model..and I actually did it twice?! Could you imagine that?! Awwwww…and who would’ve thought that in the end…it’d still be him&me. Hahah…perhaps I’ll include him at my last will & testament…haha! Good luck to my granddydaughties and sonnies..haha! Anyhow..to my62, you happy, yet serious, gay phone… I love you! J don’t leave ah…don’t choose a burglar over me…I’ve had enough with my ex2100 and 7260…

(waaaaah…I still miss my7260 though..it’s only been what…7 days since he left/was taken by someone who needs him more than I do ..huhu..)

Haha…it just entered my head…losing a phone seems to be exactly just like losing a bf. Though I am not in a politically correct state to say that for I haven’t had bf ever…but I believe…I guess..it’s just the same.

Teka…whare was I na nga?! Ah yeah…I looked for my 62 and searched for numbers that could actually connect me to Chancy, …found many…but to my dismay, I had no load na pala…I tried to borrow dad’s phone (love you dad!!) but he was too drunk to even remember where his phone was…so…I ..with the powdered brain lipids that I have…approached our landline…hahah…

And guess who I called?!

*Think*think*think*think*

=drum roll=

THE UNIVERSITY HEALTH SERVICE!!

Hahahahahaha…if it’s not weird for you, please message me, I need someone to convince me that I’m still normal…haha..

this is how the soooo short conversation went by:

mabait na nurse na matanda na: Health service..(medyo inaantok pero hindi naman..she sound mabait talaga..)

aCe/lunatic/giggling: yes ma’am ..good evening po…I would like to ask if we’d have a class on Monday?

Mnnnmn: ah iha…hindi ko alam..hospital kasi ito eh..(promise..not in a sarcastic form! Sobrang bait!!)

aCe/still crazy/still giggling: ah ok po…sige po. Salamat po.

Mnnnmn:ok.

*end of the line*

hahahahahahaha…up to now I still can’t figure out why it was what I chose to call up..maybe because it’s part of the universtiy or has a “university” word in it, maybe because it’s the only office of the university that still has its number on my phone, maybe because I was too scatterbrained..nicer word for dumb…or maybe because I just wanted to fool around and crank call somebody?!haha…but either way. I’m happy.

…which reminded me…

I used to crank call digitel subscribers…haha…(and pt&t(our line provider) subscribers of course) …AN AWFUL LOT!! Haha..i do a bit of PLDT cranx..i’m too afraid of caller ids…hehe..

Crank#1 

*this one I also did to my lola(my lolo’s kikay sister..i’ll show you her house and you would REALLY BE AMAZED!! It’s so full of DECORS!! from insects to bottles to wooden butterflies from the floor up to the ceiling…she just got married (2^nd at that) recently with her artistic beau. How artistic?! All his clothes are made up off “katsa/kacha”! the ones where they place flours..get it?! He’s a photographer..and he’s so ASTIG coz he’s so consistent with his style!!*my brother(king) simply adore him* may it be that he’s covering an ultra savvy convention or just a simple barrio wedding..he always does his shoots barefooted w/ his katsa outfit. Promise!! And he’s so ASTIG for he prefers to eat at coco tusks!! You know the one they use sa “bunot”?! haaay…I just love him!! Not to mention he owns a yacht, used to be in the US military, very updated with his gadgets..(his brother is a big man over at Samsung)..has a million dollar account and HE’S THAT HUMBLE AND LOW PROFILE!!! Haaay..lucky Inang Oyang!!

Hahaha..too much of that..this is how Crank#1 actually goes..

Innocent civillians:hello

aCe: Hello Good Afternoon! Pede po kay piolo?

IC: piolo? Ay sorry…walang piolo dito eh..

aCe:talaga po? Pero etoh pong binigay niya sa’king number eh..

IC:ay sorry…walang ganyan kasi dito..

aCe:wala po ba talaga?? Importante po kasi toh…

IC:sorry talaga ineng..(Lagunense’s are usually kind)

aCe:ah oh sige po..pero kung saka-sakali lang po, pakisabi na lang po na tumawag po si Juday.

*bababa agad ung phone…tatawa kong malakas. Tas…dial ulit!! Hekhekhekhek*

yeah….pathetic! hahahah…but I had fun..and I didn’t hurt anybody naman..just wasted their time perhaps..but I’m sure natawa din yun/naweirduhan pero napa-smile.^ _ ^

Crank#2…hahah…basically ganon din…but this time I look for ROBIN. Same kakulitan on insisting …tas in the end…I’ll say na…”pakisabi na lang po tumawag si BATMAN”.

Hahahah..natatawa na naman tuloy ako. Hahaha..those were the days…grade 6- 4^th yr high school I did that..haha

Yeah..i’m pathetically a hopeless lunatic…haha…pero di na masyado ngeon…PSYCHEDELIC would have to be a good definition. ^ _ ^

32 things i wanna do in my entire existence:

1.travel the entire world

2.see a grandchild

3.walk on the moon

4.find the meaning of life

4.sing in front of 50,000 people

5.be a missionary in africa

6.host my very own tv show

7.write a book

8.become a lawyer

9.name a star after my name

10.plant a tree

11.own a car

12.cure a disease

13.witness a miracle

14.build a house

15.kiss a stranger

16.own a mall

17.meet my soulmate

18.marry him

19.memorize the constellations

20.learn how to swim

21.be on a cruise

22.meet the pope

23.joke with atleast 3 presidents of any country

24.visit vermont

25.ride a hot-air balloon

26.climb a mountain

27.record my composed songs

28.produce a play

29.direct a film

30.see a penguin

31.own a white tiger

32.donate my organs

*i was asked, this was how i answered…

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i wanna meet someone who’ll laugh at my follies…
stay up late with me with just completely nothing to say…
someone who can whisk me and say “STOP” with just a look.

someone who’ll carry my shoes if ever i’d get crazy enough to walk on barefoot and jump along the roadside.

someone who’ll just listen.

someone who’ll make me laugh.

someone who’ll appreciate me.

someone willing to read me the morning news when i’m too tired…ok..lazy.

someone who accepts the fact that i’m lazy.

someone who’ll make me a “salty coffee”.

someone who’ll be willing to grow old with me.

someone who’ll still read me the morning news or any write-up if by any chance i go blind after celebrating my 93rd birthday with him performing a funny favorite novelty song of mine.

someone who’ll bring me balloons.

someone who’ll listen to my songs and be honest with what he feels about it.

someone who’ll confidently correct my spelling & grammar.

someone who’ll save me from drowning. (of any manner..especially that of water..)

someone who’ll accept the fact that i hardly comb my hair and that if i ever do, i get somewhat addicted that it goes on for like what, 5 minutes non-stop, which is quite permissible for it rarely happens.

someone who’ll see my insights without any bias.

someone who’ll sing me songs. he needs not to have a great voice, the mere fact of singing is enough to melt me.

someone who’ll see me as a patience-needing 7-year-old kid and at the same time an independent high-spirited strong woman.

someone who’ll pray with me.

someone who’ll kiss me and swear without saying that i’d be the last girl whose lips he’ll ever kiss.

someone who’ll give me flowers for he believes that i deserve it and not because he just run out of ideas on how to make me feel special.

someone who’ll remind me that i’m special.

someone who sees through me.

someone who’ll back me up.

someone who needs me because he loves me.

someone who’ll love me…for who i am, who i was and who i’ll become.

-aCe

for all the romantics out there!!!!….

Josie Geller: Sometime you’ll kiss someone and know that’s the person you’re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life.
—-NEVER BEEN KISSED


The only wrong thing would be to deny what your heart truly feels.
—-THE MASK OF ZORRO

You will see a lot of things,
But they will mean nothing to you
If you lose sight of the one you love.
—-AT FIRST SIGHT

If you love someone you say it…
you say it right then,
out loud…
or the moment just…
passes you by.
—-MY BEST FRIEND’S WEDDING

I would rather have had
One breath of her hair,
One kiss from her mouth,
One touch of her hand,
Than an eternity without it…
—-CITY OF ANGELS

Fate exists but it can only take you so far,
Because once you’re there
It’s up to you to make it happen.
—-CAN’T HARDLY WAIT

When you’ve found that person you want to spend the rest of ur life with, you want the rest of ur life to begin right away.”
—-When Harry Met Sally

“Sometimes when you hold out for everything, you walk away with nothing.”
—-Ally McBeal


I hate the way you talk to me And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick —
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh —
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way
I don’t hate you —
Not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all.
—-Kat Startford (10 Things I Hate About You)



“if two people are meant for each other, it doesnt mean that they are meant for each other NOW.”

—-pacey whitter “DAWSON’S CREEK”


Lois: You know, if somebody had asked me three days ago who the one person in the world I admired most was, I’d have said you. But, without really knowing what that meant. Without understanding that the hardest thing about being you is all the things you can’t do. All the cries for help that you can’t answer, and how that quietly tears you apart. But it never stops you. And after living a little of that myself, I realized something…something I never thought was possible.
Clark: What?
Lois: I love you more. More than I ever have and more than I ever
thought I could love anyone, and so, I wanna ask … Will you marry me?
—-LOIS AND CLARK

I know it’s a cornball thing, but love is passion,obsession, someone you can’t live without. If you don’t start with that, what are you going to end up with? I say fall head over heels. Find someone you love like crazy and who’ll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart… Run the risk, if you get hurt, you’ll come back. Because the truth is, there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love — well, you haven’t lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven’t tried, you haven’t lived… Stay open. Who knows? Lightning could strike.
—-MEET JOE BLACK


Man: “Will you love me for the rest of my life?”
Woman: “I will love you for the rest of mine.”
—-PHENOMENON

I guarantee it won’t be easy
I guarantee that at one point or another
One of us is going to want to leave.
But I also guarantee that
If I don’t ask you to be mine
I am going to regret it
For the rest of my life
Because I know in my heart
You are the only one for me.
—-RUNAWAY BRIDE

Dear Catherine,

I’m sorry I haven’t talked to you in so long. I feel I’ve been
lost. No bearings, no compass. I kept crashing into things, a little crazy I guess. I’ve never been lost before. You were my true north. I could always steer for home when you were my home. Forgive me for being so angry when you left. I still think some mistake’s been made and I’m waiting for God to take it back. But I’m doing better now. The work helps me. Most of all, you help
me.

You came into my dream last night with that smile of yours that always held me like a lover, rocked me like a child. All I remember from the dream is a feeling of peace. I woke up with that feeling and tried to keep it alive as long as I could.

I’m writing to tell you that I’m on a journey toward that peace. And to tell you I’m sorry about so many things. I’m sorry I didn’t take better care of you so that you never spent one minute being cold or scared or sick. I’m sorry I didn’t try harder to find the words to tell you what I was feeling. I’m sorry I never fixed the screen door. I fixed it now. I’m sorry I ever fought with you. I’m sorry I didn’t apologize more. I was too proud. I’m sorry I didn’t bring you more compliments on everything you wore and every way you fixed your hair. I’m sorry I didn’t hold on to you with so much strength that even God couldn’t pull you away.

All my love. G.
—-MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

“The only feeling of real loss is when you love someone, more than you love yourself.”
—-GOOD WILL HUNTING


When you love someone,
And you love them with your heart,
It never disappears when you’re apart.
When you love someone
And you’ve done all you can do,
You set them free.
And if that love was true,
When you love someone
It will all come back to you
—-FORGET PARIS

You cannot find true love where it does not truly exist. And you cannot hide it where it truly does.
—-KISSING A FOOL


I created my very own first breakup rule: Destroy all pictures where he looks sexy and you look happy. Breakup rule No. 2: Until emotionally stabilized, enter no stores. Breakup rule No. 3: Never stop thinking about him, even for a moment. because that’s the moment he’ll appear. And finally, the most important breakup rule: No matter who broke your heart or how long it takes to heal, you’ll never get through it without your friends.
—-Carrie, from the sitcom SEX AND THE CITY


” i miss you so much it hurts”
—-SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE


“Half my days i cannot bear not to touch you,
the rest of the time i feel it doesn’t matter
if i ever see you again. It isn’t the mortality,
it is how much you can bear…..”
—-THE ENGLISH PATIENT


Do you believe in love? I bet you don’t, you’re probably too
sensible for that. Have you ever seen someone and you know that if only that person really know you, they’d dump the perfect model they were with and realize that you are the one they want to grow old with? Have you ever fallen in love with someone you’ve never talked to? Have you ever been so alone you spent the night confusing a guy in a coma?
—-WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING


“anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a
waste of your time. there are too many mediocre things in life to deal with and love shouldn’t be one of them.”
—-A DREAM FOR AN INSOMNIAC


“i’m here to love you, to hold you in my arms and to protect you. i’m here to learn from you and to receive your love in return. i’m here coz there’s no other place to be.”
—-MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE


“Me? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, of what I did, of who I am. And most of all, I’m scared of walking out of this
room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.”
—-DIRTY DANCING


“When you kiss someone, everything around you becomes hazy… and the only thing in focus is you and this person… And you realize that this person is the only person you should be kissing for the rest of your life… And for one moment, you get, this amazing gift… And you wanna laugh and ou wanna cry… Cuz you feel so lucky that you’ve found it and so scared that it’ll go away all at the same time…”
—-NEVER BEEN KISSED


“It’s funny how we set qualifications for the right person to love
while at the back of our minds we know that the person we trully love will always be an exception”
—-Ally McBeal


“how can you assume to be friends with someone when all you think about when you look at him is how much more you really want?”
-joey, DAWSON’S CREEK


if two people love each other, but just cant seem to put things together, when would that point be.. when one would say enough is enough? NEVER.
—-THE MEXICAN


“So this is love…so this is what makes life divine. I’m all aglow,
and now I know. The key to all heaven is mine. My heart has wings, and I can fly. I’ll touch every star in the sky. So this is the miracle, that I’ve been dreaming of… So this is love.”
—-CINDERELLA


Don’t you understand? That everything I do, I do for you? Anything that might be special in me…is you.
—-GREAT EXPECTATIONS


One day, you look at the person and see more than you did the day
before, like a switch was flickered somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can imagine yourself with.
-Xfiles (series)

I feel like the best version of myself when i’m with you… and that makes me doubt everything else.
—-KEEPING THE FAITH

Is it possible to be just friends with someone i have these sort of non-moderate feelings for?… Or am I doomed forever to just be in love and ultimately significantly hurt?
-Felicity


“There are some people who meet that somebody that they can
never stop loving, no matter how hard they try. I wouldn’t expect you to understand that, oer even believe it, but trust me, there are some love that don’t go away. And maybe that makes them crazy, but we should all be lucky to end up with that somebody who has a little of that insanity. Somebody who never lets go. Somebody who cherishes you forever.”
—- Ally Mc Beal

there’s this feeling that you don’t know what to do yet you go ahead and pursue…

you know that feeling you get when you’re walking along a street with loads of faces passing through, and you just wanna scream coz your bag’s too heavy (though you had a choice not to make it that heavy a while ago)and you can’t contain that sudden feeling of being mediocre….?!

anyhow…

i came to a conclusion…

that no matter how hard, long, and dragging a travel can be…

a dad’s hug,

a mom’s smile,

a sister’s giggle..

a brother’s pat

is still ALL WORTH IT.

i usually wake up at the right side of the bed….but there’s just something today that makes me wanna blab on certain things that i just couldn’t contain..

*add to that the fact that i have such a nice internet connection and am not yet in the mood to make my scripts for my broadcast..hekhek*

not that it’s of prime importance…but it’s just that i wanna voice things out.

*why can’t some people be happy without making other persons feel less for themselves?

*why can’t some people just flip their lungs out and avoid any bragging …it’s not bragging anymore…it’s flaunting..F-L-A-U-N-T-I-N-G..and it’s not a humble act anymore. (if you don’t get it…you could mack me anytime and ask for an elaborate explanation..) read: pathetic.

*why can’t some people accept that they’re wrong?!

*why are people nowadays less human, less real, and less humble?

arggggggghh…

haha..

maybe i just didn’t wake up at the right side of the bed after all.

teehee.. ^ _ ^

*anyhow, tomorrow, as sure as the sky is blue, this view points would definitely change / differ …

just did this for the sake of documenting.

read: pathetic.

teehee…^ _ ^

i love life…

but life always makes it a point to make fun out of me..

but i still love life anyhow.

*i miss my phone*