The First Stranger - "Love Competition"

~Competition 2~ (Bad Day)

Dylan’s POV

“Ser Delan, ser Delan gesing na pu kayu. Malelet na pu kayu ser Delan.”

“Haishh!! Just SHUT UP or else I’m GONNA CRASH YOUR MOUTH !!!!” I shouted, and then went off in my comfort room.

Hell with the people here.. TSK!!..

After a short bath, lumabas agad ako ng CR nang mapansin kong hindi pa pala nakalabas ang maid na sinagawan ko kanina. I am not familiar with the maids here except for manang Elsa. Siya na man kasi nag-alaga sa akin noong nakatira pa kami dito sa Pilipinas.

I actually do not live here; my family and I live in South Korea, but I was born here, lived here for 7 years and migrated in America, then left America for Korea when I was 8. Yeah.. What a life! I have a family who loves to travel a lot. And gladly they decided to stop after Seoul.

But look I guess my journey didn’t stop there ‘cause here I am thrown by my parents because of the fight happened between me and my stupid brother, and the hell ako lang talaga ang pinatapon kasi kasalanan ko daw. Kaya nandito ako ngayon and I guess I’ll be staying here for good until matapos ko ang pag-aaral ko.

Ano ba naman yan, para akong bading.. salita ng salita. Tsk!

At yun nga pansin kong nakatulala pa pala ang maid na sinigawan ko kanina. I guess she was shocked ‘cause I shouted right in front of her. Hay!! Mabait naman akong tao eh, pero napuno lang talaga ako kaya ko siya nasigawan. Wala kaya akong tulog kasi kararating ko lang kagabi galing Korea. Akala ko pa naman may one week rest pa ako bago pumasok sa school but I guess part ito ng punishment ng parents ko.

“Aheem.. Sorry, you can go now.” sabi ko sa maid na agad namang natauhan nang marinig ang boses ko

“Sore pu ser delan.” Sabi niya sabay labas sa kwarto

“Wait .. it’s not Delan ,it’s DYLAN!!!” see?.. diba mabait naman ako

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After kong makalabas ng bahay, andito ako ngayon papuntang paradahan ng mga jeep. Yeah, you heard it right.. Magco-commute ako, kasi di pa dumating yung wife ko which is my black Ferrari, ayoko namang gamitin family car namin ang baduy lang.

By the way.. I guess I should introduce myself. I promise it won’t take long. I am not one of those retard protagonists who used millions of words for a crazy introduction….

Dylan John Morris is the name, 18 years young, half-Filipino, half-American and half-Korean. My father is a Filipino-American businessman while my mom is a Fil-Korean music teacher. I have a brother, a stupid one I should say and… what else… I am here in the Philippines to continue my studies.. btw, I’m a music major.

Well I think you’re wondering why I still know the places here. Hindi na bago sa akin ang Pilipinas kasi aside sa dito nga ako ipinanganak, madalas din akong bumibisita dito, may bahay naman kasi kami dito.

Di ko nga alam kung disadvantage ba sa akin ang pagtira dito, kasi naman I will have a longer time with my friends and my band here, but there’s a part of me who doesn’t want to leave Korea for I know na may maiiwan ako na dapat di iwanan lalo na sa ganitong situation. Haisshh!!

Agad akong sumakay sa jeep nang makarating ako sa paradahan and dahil sa bad trip nga ako nagsound trip na lang ako gamit ang iPod ko at WOW!!, “Bad Day” pa talaga ang title ng kanta. TSSKK!!!..

Lyrics of Bad Day

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