Life, is all about timing.
Bad timing, great timing, just in the nick of time.
It’s going head on, and retreating at the last second,
It’s about taking the chance.
It’s letting go.
It’s looking for Alan Lightman’s Einstein’s Dreams for six months,
Then realizing you only have P50 in your pocket when you finally found it.
It’s enjoying a hot cup of Peppermint Mocha,
And spilling it all over your new white tartan dress.
It’s blow drying your hair,
And getting caught in a rainstorm.
It’s doing your best,
Yet not getting recognized.
It’s being under a starlit sky after days of wind and rain,
And getting your first kiss.
It’s once more hearing the song you’ve always wanted to dance to during prom night (but wasn’t able to do so),
And him just sweeping you off your feet and dancing with you in the middle of the street.
It’s saying I love you for the very first time,
And looking at his face before you sleep.
It’s Marc Abaya saying no,
And Brent Javier saying yes.
(was actually just looking for a reason to post Brent’s picture again 
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Well no, I wasn’t able to plant kiss marks all over Brent’s body (sadness!!), I was having trouble breathing knowing he was in the same room as me, let alone having to actually touch his skin with my lips. I think I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself and just start licking him all over. Hehe.
He was sooo gorgeous! I know I sound like a ditzy girl here, but his presence was really overwhelming (at least I think, for me). Having him as our model was brought about by some twist of luck. MTV VJ Marc Abaya declined the offer after days of adjusting his calendar concept just for him. It took my friend just one call to ask Brent, and he instantly said yes. I got so excited it almost (ALMOST) beats the feeling of the recent weekend when I went to Liliw, Laguna and bought myself eight pairs of shoes – all for less than P300 each! Delish. But Brent and shoes don’t really go together. I love shoes, but give me Brent anytime.
During the shoot, all he had to do was stand there and look gorgeous – and I swear, all eyes (straight or not) were on him. Beat Geneva Cruz’ earlier topless shot.
All we needed was a tight shot of his face, and the final picture, I might say, was a riot of electrifying ions that could almost (ALMOST) make a girl crazy trying to find out what his eyes are saying. Our stylist, the startling Lotho (who came in our very conservative building wearing nothing but a long-sleeved shirt, bull cap, swimming trunks, and boxer boots) said that looking at his face could make one delirious with the thought, "Is he looking at me? Oh my god, he’s looking at me!" or "Should I really dare to kiss a photo? So cheap!", and then proceeds to kiss his photo nevertheless.
At the end of his shoot, I was assigned to order coffee from nearby Starbucks. As I dared to approach Brent for his order, I kept on thinking, "If he says something really sexy like, ‘will you go home with me’ or ‘you look really hot in those skirt’, I swear I was going to swoon right then and there." Tingles, tingles.
Me: Hey Brent (Oh, my lord, those eyes!), I’m off to buy coffee at Starbucks, you want one?
Brent: Sure, toffee-nut latte please. Thanks.
I swooned.
(Teaser: See more of Brent and watch out for the grand unveiling of our calendar this December!)
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