Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby!

Once upon a time, there were pop princesses who defined what love should be like. In the late '90s, the hormonally-charged Britney Spears danced, sang (or should I say lip-synched) to tune of Sometimes.


Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide.
Sometimes I'm scared of you.


Similarly, the eye candy blondie named Mandy Moore released her single Crush.

I had a crush on you.
I hope you feel the way that I do.
I get a rush when I'm with you.

I was one of the teenagers in the late '90s, and yes, I listened to Britney, Mandy and Christina. WHAT WAS I THINKING?! Well, it was the late '90s, I was young, and I didn't know what I'm doing. Going back to that love thing, you see, every day I feel like singing to The Cure's Yesterday I got so old I thought that I could die. Why the hell am I rocking on that? Well, I'm 23 and I'm too young to die, yet I already feel so old. Old? Do I look old? Maybe I'm going crazy. Well, this is just one of the few things that happen when you didn't see the Bloody Moon. Have you seen the lunar eclipse?


Anyway, people say that love is the secret to rejuvenation. And to feel love, you must feel young. When I was a teen, I would answer the "Define Love" portion of a slum book by writing the generic..."Roses are red. Violets are blue. Sugar is sweet but not like you." I was a different teen at that time. I used to think that love sucks. Why? I was the only single girl in class and all my girlfriends have boytoys to play with. Nah, I wasn't envious or anything, but sometimes I wish they had lend their toys to me. Wahehaha.


Now that I'm older, wiser, and a little bit retarded, I no longer believe in that teenage concept of love. What the hell was that? Well, teeners have come up with this bubblegum theory that love is manifested through kilig and pa-cute. Oh please! Give me a break, can I have a gum? Well, I don't feel that way. I don't feel the chills and the thrills, and the butterflies and all that jazz. Do you think that's pathetic? No, you got it wrong. This "abnormal" feeling didn't stem from a long experience of unreciprocated love (well, it could be), but from outgrowing that phase in life when you do not know what you want. I already know what I want and I know it can make me happy. I know when I'm in love and when I'm not. I know when that "funny weird feeling" is just an infatuation or just a worst case of flatulence. I'm not the only person who feels this way because Anne does. Right Anne?


I'm a hopeless romantic, but a lot of times I think that I'm a bummer when it comes to the matters of heart. Romantic comedy, anyone? It always ended up being funny and to some worst extent - slapstick. I hate it because I take love too seriously. Does it mean that the joke's on me?


I was watching Walk the Line a few days ago and I came across the scene where the two country singers had a mini-LQ. I like the part when June Carter (Reese Witherspoon) made a sarcastic term of endearment to Johnny Cash (Joaquin Phoenix). "Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby! ,"she said mockingly.


That was great and I did a lot of thinking about that. Hmmm...it gave me an idea of how to call my future beau. Well, we could call each other Bee, like Jay-Z and Beyonce. And if ever there'll be a third party (in his part), that girl better be called Boo. Yeah, like a scary ugly ghost, Boo! And if there's a third party, there will be world war three. All is fair in love and war right? So we're keeping the pet names, only different. He can call me beeeeeitch Bitch and I can call him Bastard while we engage in an angry word war.


I'm stretching my imagination too far.


I have learned a lot of things about life and love. Love, it's fun, it's crazy, It's Complicated!, it's love. You have to know what you want and you have to fight for it. You must also learn how to accept defeat when you fail. Let go and move on, because some relationships are born to die, so get another. And please, DO NOT COMMIT SUICIDE IF YOU'RE NOT OWEN WILSON. I have fallen in love and I also fell out of love. I had my share of heartaches, but I know I'm strong, because I'm Snow White!


My friend, Princess Fiona has changed since she found Shrek. Or is it the other way around? Whatever it is, love is still the hippest thing that ever happened to revolution. Maybe next time, I will find myself singing to another The Cure song, I hope it goes like this:


Whenever I'm alone with you, YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I AM YOUNG AGAIN.