GANDA KO DI BA???

PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE

I was walking through the school’s cafeteria. Everyone was busy chatting with their friends. Hindi na ako magtataka because today is the first day of class.

I sat at the center of the cafeteria. I’ll be waiting here for my two crazy bestfriends, nasan na kaya sila?

Everyone was having a chit-chat with their friends and I was like, WTF? I’m the only one here sitting alone. Loner alert. Hmp!

Tumingin ako sa left and I saw three girls. Rebonded ang buhok nila.

“ Gandang rinebond lang” bulong ko.

Those girls aren’t beautiful. As I say, gandang rinebond lang ang peg nila. They have to rebond their hair in order to be called ‘MAGANDA’.

Tumingin ako sa right and I saw group of girls laughing. I look down to see their dresses. They look like a hooker. God, I hate to see girls wearing those dresses. It’s kinda desperate. Masyadong maiikli ang suot nila.

“ Gandang paiklian ng suot” sabi ko sa kanila ng mahina.

I look at the girls in front of me. They were so noisy chatting.

“ Gandang powder lang ang katapat” bulong ko.

These girls in front of me look like a clown. Foundation day ata nila ngayon, nasobrahan sa pulbo.

“ Hay naku, wala namang magandang view” I said frowning.

Well, those girls were maganda naman in the eyes of many people but for me, walang binatbat yun sa akin. Wanna know why?

I believe I am the epitome of beauty.

Nung isinilang ako sa mundong ito, the word ‘BEAUTY’ came out.

Yes, I believe I’m beautiful. Beautiful in my own way.

If those girls need something like rebonding, putting powders and stuff, wearing make ups, and wearing revealing dresses to be called MAGANDA, me? I don’t use one because I believe I have a natural beauty.

GANDANG EffORTLESS

GANDANG NATURAL

GANDANG KAAKIT-AKIT

GANDANG DI NAKAPAGTATAKA.

Yeah, I describe myself as that. I am beautiful.

Bigla akong napuwing when I saw three ladies walking towards me. Gosh, masakit sa mata ang makita ang mga nilalang na ito.

Sa mundong ito, I believe, walang pinanganak na PANGIT.

There are two types of people : one is MAGANDA and the other type is FEELING MAGANDA.

And those girls heading into me right now are FEELING MAGAGANDA.

“ Hi Shaira, how are you?” bati sa akin ni Yra. Unfortunately, kapangalan ko siya. Her name is Shaira too but I prefer to call her Yra.

“ Eto maganda pa din? Eh ikaw?” I look at her from head to toe “ Wala pa ring pinagbago” I said with a smile.

Nagtawanan silang tatlo when they heard the word ‘MAGANDA’.

“ You are really a good joker Shaira” sabi ni Mandy while still laughing.

“ Why is there anything funny?” I asked them.

“ You-“ Dolly answered “ You look funny” sabi niya ng malakas and everyone was laughing at me now.

What is wrong with these people? Why can’t they appreciate my beauty?

Whenever I say that I’m beautiful, they always laugh at me. They always call me pangit but in reality, Im so damn hot and beautiful inside and out.

I stood up and look at them.

“ Insecurity nowadays. Masyado na ba akong maganda para kainggitan niyo??” I paused for a second to see their reaction and they look like ‘what-the-hell-I-was-saying’ look. “ If I look funny, ano na lang kayo? Look horrible?” napataas ang kilay nila sa akin. I can still hear the laughing of the crowd.

Kinuha ko ang bag ko and sling it to my shoulder. Before I’ll go let me give them a shock.

I offered my hand to them and said “ Congratulations”

“ w-what the hell are you talking about?” inis na tanong ni Yra.

“ Congratulations. You three had a successful plastic surgery. I’m happy for that” then I winked. They all gasped when I told them about the surgery. Sorry girls, I know you are not natural.

 

“Gandang salamat doc” bulong ko.

I was walking my way out of the cafeteria when I heard applause from the people. I bet they were clapping for me. I look back at them. They were looking at me. God, I miss saying these words to the crowd.

“ Ganda ko di ba??” putting my righthand up to my chin. Then I went out to the cafeteria. I heard laughters after I went out.