First things first, I would like to tell you how I damned broke my heart. I am just one of those typical teen-agers in the '80s. I love Michael Jackson, Spandau Ballet, Cindy Lauper, Madonna, and Michael J. Fox. I love watching movies with my best high school buddy bringing 500 ml of Coke or Sprite, Chippy for me and Tortillos for her. I go to school, go home, and was active in a Catholic youth group. I love reading. I am kind of "masungit"but very sweet and thoughtful. I always make lambing to the brothers and sisters. I love dancing and I will always be the one choreographing dance numbers for community gatherings. I am a member of the Music Ministry, too. I love writing poems and shorty stories as well. So, I am just a regular, sweet and naive young girl, I may say.
Then, when I reached 2nd year college, one of my closest brother in the community, courted me. Now, I realize that he never really loved me, but was just curious on how it is to have a girlfriend. I should have known that then. (To be continued...)
