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Dedicated to Ate Eloiza Lacno Promentera. Hello ate~♥
Lablab and enjoy~♥
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Angela Therese Smith
Ang saya saya ko ngayon! I feel so overwhelmed by the fact that my school trusts me. They trust me despite my appearance. It feels like a rotten patch of my life is removed. Nakakapangiti talaga 'to sa akin.
Well, for now, check muna tayo. Of course, dapat ready ako.
My dress? It’s simple. But, that’s my taste. Simplicity is my taste.
Hair? Simple lang. Isa siyang updo na bun.
Appearance? It’s okay lang naman eh. I’m not that pretty so let it stay like that.
Posture? Echuses moi, estudyante ako sa isang Girls school sa London. Mga British people nga diba? Alam niyo na yun.
Breath? Tinatanong pa ba yan? Haler! 6 times na ako nag brush sa ngipin ko. Bumili pa nga ako ng bagong mouthwash, eh. So, check!
Okay na ba ang lahat? Ay. Pangit parin ako eh. -__-
*Tok Tok!*
“They’re here, sweetie!” sigaw ng mom ko.
WHAT?! ANG AGA AGA YATA NILA EH! HINDI KO PA NAKAIN YUNG ISANG GALLON NA ICE CREAM SA REFRIGERATOR!
Pak! Ang hard-headed ko talaga. KAILANGAN KONG PUMAYAT.
Naks naman, Angela. Ba’t nanginginig ka ata sa nervousness? Okay lang 'to.
Haay. Breath like a pregnant woman.
[Nakuha ko po yan kay ate Alesana Marie.]
Agad kong binuksan ang napakalaking pinto namin.
Pag bukas ko palang--
*BLAAAAG!*
“Ouch!” sigaw naming dalawa.
May tumulak sakin, kaya naman napatumba ako kaagad sa sahig.
Aray! Sino yung tumulak sa’kin ha?! Nainis na ako. Hirap naman kasing bumangon. Bigat ko eh. Arush! Napahiya pa ako! Kainis! >___<
“Sorry. Let me help you.”
Eto talaga si Stacey, di nag-iingat---
"S-Stacey?" tanong ko.
"I'm right here, bestfriend!" sigaw niya sabay wave sa akin.
Omo. O////////////O
"Hello." sabi niya.
Napatulala ako sa kanya. HULOG NG LANGIT!
“O-ouch.” Ang arte ko. Drama ko lang itey.
Sakit ng pwet ko! Pero, nawala kaagad ang sakit na yun nung hinawakan niya ang kamay ko. The feeling! The feeling is unexplainable! Ang soft! Naglo-lotion ba ‘to?
I was sitting on the floor with my eyes locked on his. He was standing there, holding my right hand and never letting it go. Everybody was shocked.
BINABASA MO ANG
My Cinderella Fairytale (DO NOT READ! PLEASE! JEJEMON ITO! IE-EDIT PA!)
Teen FictionShe was weak and ugly. She didn't believe in herself. She was insecure. She was abused. She was treated in an unnecessary way. She was imperfect, but she reached the standards of perfection. She changed. She wasn't satisfied. She wanted to believe...
