My story...

My life began 33 years ago in a small town in Bataan Philippines. That was eleven months after my parents got married in 1979. I was the eldest child. To complete our family, my two sisters and my youngest brother were born like one every after two years gap. I went to public school in elementary when I was only six. I got memories of grade school, lots of it actually. I was a shy boring girl. I was never popular because I was no extraordinary kid. One of the highlights of grade school was in first grade when I was picked by my teacher to join the beauty contest kind of thing. Please don’t laugh I didn’t know how it happened either. As expected I lost it and cried my eyes out because that was my first ever official failure and as a child I didn’t know how to deal with negative things. Another failure came when I was in sixth grade. I was chosen to represent our school for math competition because my teacher believed I could do magic with numbers. I really had no idea what kind of grass my teachers were smoking back then. I sucked at competing with others because I never believed I could beat anyone. I lost again but this time I did not care. I was never a studious student, I was lazy even then. In fact there were those times I got zero scores in quizzes and seatmate who was in charged of checking answers was so mean and he would laugh hysterically at me the entire week. What I knew was that I loved reading romance books. They never failed to thrill me. That explained how I got blurry vision. Surprisingly I graduated in elementary and what was even more surprising I got the first place in academics. Told you my teachers were into drugs or something. Plus I sabotaged the intelligent ones lol. Seriously I thought it was just pure luck, I could not believe it, I thought I did not deserve it. So being first placer in the class gave me the chance to deliver a speech in front of many people and that was my first and last public speaking experience. My valedictory speech was fucking scripted. I forgot who the genius made that speech for me. Too bad google wasn't even an idea that time. It was full of drama and bullshit. I never really liked it. What I liked about the outcome of it though was my father's gift to me. It was my first ever wristwatch and I thought of it as the most treasured thing in the world. So after graduation I went to high school which I referred to as the school of pine trees because there were beautiful tall pine trees and underneath them were those big rubber truck wheels we used to sit on during break time or during crush hunting because our crushes were kinda missing in action all the time and we were like paparazzi. I got lots of crushes in high school. But I had my first unofficial boyfriend when I was in sophomore class. I had a boyfriend and I was only fourteen yay! Ssshhh my parents did not know about it because they were the strictest parents in the whole galaxy. I swear. But that was just pure teenage love. No biggie. That guy was a schoolmate of mine but we first met not at school campus but on the way home. A group of students were on a tricycle and there was this cute guy enjoying the ride as he gripped the tricycle like a monkey. He was weird as fuck. But instead of fearing for his life...he was smiling at me. It all started there. We got very close especially the time when we both joined the drum and xylophone group because we avoided joining the student military training. All my friends did not like it too so our circle of friends all joined the band instead. My friends and I played the xylophone and he played any drums. So every time there were rehearsals, Christmas carols, out of school performance or competition, we would be constant buddies and everyday was getting more fun and exciting because we would always be together. So cute. But immature love could not last I guessed. He found a new girlfriend. And it broke my heart to bits. But I got through it because my best friends were there making each day extra cheerful. I belonged in one big group of eight girls during high school. All of us were in the same class. We had so much fun together. We tried all the good and bad things at school. We cut classes to give way for some adventures with the boys. There were also some points we got addicted to drinking alcohol. Oftentimes the principal had to suspend us for like a day or two as punishment. My friends were never bad though. We were just like everyone else who wanted to try out everything. All of the things we did we considered them part of high school, part of growing up. Just when I got over my first boyfriend came another guy into my life. I was in senior class when I met that cute dancer I got caught staring at me across the classroom. We got introduced and I liked him right there and then. He was good looking like that. But the downside was him being younger than I was. He was a sophomore that time and I was in graduating class. I thought going out of high school and moving into college would eventually separate us. I felt everything was hopeless for us so I dumped him. Stupid decision ever I know. I thought it was over but I was wrong. There were few occasions after graduation where our common friends would arrange events and meet ups and we would be reunited again and found ourselves enjoying each others company again. One time we were together in a friend's house and it was getting late. He said nobody's staying in their house for some reasons and he was alone. To cut the story short, he asked me to stay. I panicked. I was brought up conservatively. I was only 16 years old that time and I was afraid of what my parents gonna do to me once they knew it. So I told him I would rather go home. As much as I wanted to, I was afraid what was gonna happen when it was only me and him. Well maybe nothing because we were so innocent then, I mean what would a 14 year old boy and a 16 year old girl do? Like my parents I just got paranoid. As you all know being obedient to parents means boring life, perhaps yes? So the guy felt bad about my decision. He said that was the second time I rejected him and then we never saw each other again. My life was shattered. But I still went on with life, with college and shit. I met a lot of new friends. Also I got the chance to befriend familiar faces in our area. One of them was this tall jolly guy I used to know. He was a varsity player in their school in manila. He was very funny guy like he made tears fall down my face out of just laughter…. Oh my geeespot…I can’t keep going. Stupid migraine gets in the way. I’ll get back with part2 okay? Keep well baby!