After an hour, my BESTES-ok-no-such-word-FRIEND texted me to go to starbucks BF.
I took a shower then went to starbucks bf. There I saw her sitting, alone. WOW she's alone!
"What's up? Libre mo ba ko?" I asked her
"Sure, what do you want? AY wait. look at that guy, he's so cute oh wait, he's so HOT! Kanina pa siya nandyan eh, he looks sad and I think he's waiting for someone.."
Cute? HOT?! WTF?! HE IS SO NOT HOT!! NOT EVEN CUTE!! I hate his hair! The color, length and the style! I hate the way he dresses. Ok fine I'm discriminating him. OMG he's smoking! I totally do not like him. He's not my type. There's one way to describe him.. he definitely looks like a.... GANGSTER!
"Gusto mo siya? EW."
"Hinde naman gusto, gusto. Hello!! Tingnan mo nga yung ibang tao dito! Walang gwapo! Outstanding lang talaga yung istura niya."
"I know. 'Coz he looks like a ghetto."
"Haaay. Palibasa mga gusto mo mga pretty boy! Yung mga type mo, yung tipong hindi ko ma- ipagtatanggol sa mga masasamang tao!"
Here we go again. She's nagging me again about my 'ideal' guy. So what if I like pretty boys? Don't they look adorable?
"Teka, kelan nga pala tayo papasok? August 14 na oh! 1 week na tayong hindi pumapasok! 1 week na rin tayong nagbabakasyon sa bahay!"
"Sige, sa 16 pumasok na tayo. Nakapag enroll na rin naman tayo eh, kaya ok na yun."
"Hassle kasi, bakit ba kasi nila nalaman yung tungkol satin. Nakakaasar kasi yung mga ingitera eh.!"
"Pabayaan mo na, nakuha naman natin yung half nung tuition fee eh, so pwede na yun."
After our cheap thrill, we went home.
Oh yeah. I haven't introduced myself yet
I'm Athena Dizon, 17 years old, was born here in the Philippines, stayed here for 2 years then went to Korea. I grew up in Korea, I lived there for almost 10 years. I stayed in the States with Sara for 3 years then went back to Korea just to ask our parents permission to allow us live in the Philippines. I'm a pure Filipino. I have a 20 y/o half-brother his name is Sang Min but his English name is Nathan. He's half-Filipino half-Korean. We can both speak Tagalog. My dad told me that my mom died because of a heart failure or something like that. Oh well. My step mom treated me well. She's like a real mom to me. She loves me more than Nathan oppa! ^____^
Sara Jung is my best friend. She's a 50% Filipino, 25% Korean and 25% Japanese, am I right? I suck in math. Sorry. Her mom and my dad were best friends since pre-school. Basically they're like us, me and Sara.
So now, we transferred to another school because of 5 reasons:
Chapter 1
Start from the beginning
