Kung meron akong alaalang gusto kalimutan, bro sa sobrang dami maboboring ka na lang kakapakinig.
I didn't mean to sound cool by the word "bro" like I'm one of the dudes living in a big shiny mansion or some dude living in BGC jk.
Everytime I visit National Museum, Looking at this art always reminds me of a specific girl I met in an Art Club in a College University, I was in Senior High that time, also wondering how long am I gonna stand here looking some kind of a weirdo like I was 5 years ago?
High school was a disaster bro ngl, super daming kahihiyan and other negative sh*t happened by then.
But if you're gonna ask me, Kung may alaala ba ako nung high school na di ko malilimutan or AYAW kalimutan?
That was meeting Dianna Mae Gonzales.
*Author note: The main character in this story is also the author. This story is his personal memoir of a woman hidden by the name of Dianna.
Some parts of this story are based on the author's imagination, and some parts are true-life events.
For the sake of integrity and respect, PLEASE DON'T COPYRIGHT IT.
P.S. Sorry for the bad English grammar; treat it with great consideration. Thank you and Happy reading. *
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The girl with a high-cut converse shoes
Teen FictionThe guy named Gerald Flores had a biggest crush on his fellow art club member Diane in high school; he never had a chance to confess to her properly at that time. Years ago, he had a peculiar chance to finally set things right, but with one problem...
