My First Wattpad Story

I've been wanting to write a book since I started reading Sweet Valley of Francine Pascal.  In fact, I had attempted to write a story in Filipino language when I was in high school but I left it undone.  The draft is still in my notebook hidden inside my closet, untouched for many years now.  

In 2008, I stopped my world literally and figuratively.  I got tired of roaming around and chasing life so I laid low.  I went home, watched all the movies and TV series I missed watching while in college, cooked and baked as much as I could, and read all the books I've been wanting to read!  Then I stumbled upon writing a story I didn't intend to write.

After 7 years, I still want to write a book.  A self-help book dedicated to all single ladies like me who are coping up with this "single-blessedness" thingy.  I had taken down notes on how to write it but my ideas are still unripe.  I think I need a support system for this one as of the moment like having a circle of single-lady friends.  I need to confirm with them if they also feel what I feel, think what I think, or experience what I experience.  So, single ladies out there, who's up for a single ladies club?

Anyway, before writing that dream book, I ought to finish what I had started.  I was really amazed that when I found my file on this, I was already on chapter 6!  I couldn't believe I had written that long and until now, I still can't believe that it was well-written!  Haha!  Am I not just too proud of myself?!  But it really really amazed me!  I appreciated my work, laughed at it, and got hooked on it that even in just 6 chapters, I was so thrilled of what might be happening on it.  If I got amazed reading this work after 7 years, I ought to share this to the public so all of you will get amazed too!  Haha!  I'm sorry if I'm too proud of myself again but I just can't help it!

So ladies and gentlemen, here's my first wattpad story!  Hope you'll enjoy reading this as I take you to the past and the present of crushes, first love, and the like.  Hope you'll get kilig over this as what AlDub and Ms. Pastillas segments do! :)  Click on the link below!          
   

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9/23

If America has 9/11, I have 9/23. I’ve been commemorating 9/23 of every year since 1999.

9/23/1998 was what I called as “The Bonding”. Remember what I told you about the schemes my friends were making? This was the biggest scheme they’d ever done! The greatest effort in fact! But only those who were there and who have good memories will know what I’m talking about. I need not elaborate the exact happening but I’ll just tell you of what I felt during this momentous day of my life.

To start with, I woke up that day with a very heavy heart. I had realized that I had fallen for him and there was no chance of him liking me too. It was all because I treated him so badly when he wanted me to be his friend. I regretted a lot and I concluded that it could never be us.

When I arrived school, I heard rumors of him and his long-time crush to be together. Then my heart sank again. But my friends were so alert that they hindered it and tried so hard to make it “him and me”. Luckily, they succeeded in their plot. I was so happy that until now, I’m indebted to them for making such a great surprise! They had given me my happiest day.

But that was only for a day. The happiness I felt that day was replaced with sorrow in the following days of my existence. I wanted him so much – the one and only him. It was just so crazy! Even though we were apart, even though we were not that close as friends, even though we never shared special moments together, still I loved him. For years, I did! Of course there were other crushes but he was just so different. I really couldn’t understand why up to this very day. He seemed to be etched in my heart thus I had written the following composition last September 23, 2009:

11 Years Ago.....

11 years ago, I fell in love. I was only turning 16 then but it felt so real and it felt so right.

11 years ago, I was so happy for a day. So happy that I could still feel it right now!

11 years ago, exact date as now, I couldn't sleep. I kept on thinking of him, savoring the moment we had that day.

11 years ago, in this very same room, I wished that hopefully it will be him and me.

A wish that has never been granted up to this day.

A wish that's only in my mind and in my heart that God doesn't hear.

Because in reality, until now, I only long. I only hope. And I only wish.

I often ask myself, "Would that only be my first and last time to fall in love?"

"Won't I ever experience to love again?"

That's my "11 years ago".

And all through these years, it's only him.

All through these years...

Then they say that it pays to wait.

But, if I've waited this long, can God give justice to my "11 years ago"?

And that was it - still a question left hanging. Hoping against hope, everything just went to ground zero when I found out months ago that he already got married. Henceforth, justice was not served!

A note from him that I've been keeping. Get to notice my name misspelled.

Of course it still hurts. God knows I preserved myself for this person only. I didn't give anybody else chances to court me or even come up to me for I was afraid I might fall for them too. I remained single because I was still hoping for him and if he does come my way, it might be too late. It couldn't be us for I had committed to somebody else already. I couldn't allow that to happen for the reason that it was only him that I wanted most.

Craziness, isn't it? I am so abnormal! Loving a person who never loved me back. Worst, loving him even in his absence! This is so effin' pathetically ridiculous and I hate myself for this! I am so damn a fool! I had wasted time, boys, and chances of falling in love just for him. But, it's me who's to blame and it's me who's at fault.

And now that he's married, 9/23 of 2011 would mark the end of this obsession. Well, it's about time! I had to move on and grow up. I had to be open to possibilities with any guy I meet. In commencement to this first love story and after pouring all my heart out into this writing, I would like to inform him that I'm letting him go. It's painful for I have been nursing a soft spot in my heart for him for years. But what can the damsel in distress do?! Go up to him and tell him that she loves him? No way! It would just be a waste! Anyhow, I can manage. I've been managing long enough, right? And as far as I'm concern, I had lived. Just let me do the honor of giving this final message to him:

Dear First Love,

As an evidence of not keeping you in my heart anymore, I am now accepting your friend request in Facebook. It had been there for almost two months already. Sorry to keep you waiting but just consider that I had a total of 13 years of waiting in vain. Without bitterness in my heart, I wish you a happy married life! :-)

From,

A Grown-Up Osang

So long to my first love! I now bid him farewell! I promise myself that there'll be no 9/23 next year anymore!

Finally, my first love story has ended. Thank you so much for bearing with me all throughout September! Though I've never been into a relationship, seeing sweethearts warms my heart. So I'm giving these lovely couple key chains for you and your sweetheart. Just do the following easy steps:

1. Click LIKE on the Facebook Button below.

2. Have your sweetheart to LIKE this too.

3. Email your name, your sweetheart's name, and mailing address to maryrosalieo@yahoo.com.

The 13th (for the 13 years) person to send in his/her entry will be proclaimed the winner. Deadline for submission of entries will be on September 30, 2011. So join now and have these cute little tokens of love!

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Time flies so fast and another September is here. For most people, September marks the beginning of the "–ber" months meaning, Christmas is already in the air. For some, September is a dreadful month, a reminder of the New York twin tower attack. For others, it’s just "30 days has September". And for me, September always takes me back in time to September 1998.

I was already in fourth year high school that time. It was my last year in high school and before the school year started, I already promised myself to make the most out of it. As a fulfillment to that promise, I participated in all school activities like the jingle contest for Nutrition Month in July, “Kalayaan” speech choir for Buwan ng Wika in August, and cheer dance competition for Intramurals in September.

The month started with the audition for the cheer dance. The cheerleaders were mostly from section 2 and the rest of the lower sections since they were more gifted in dancing than us, from section 1. It was funny auditioning to them for they also didn’t want to judge us. Ending, they let all section 1 passed because they were too shy to let any of us down.

When rehearsals came, we were so excited to learn the chants and yells! Daisy Jane Tan was the one who taught us. We had our chanting practice first in our classroom. As we were following Daisy Jane, somebody from the last section came in late. It was no other than my previous classmate in second year whom I hated so much! I ignored him but during the break, he said “hi” to me. I just rolled my eyes and didn’t response. Unknowingly and without any hint, this was my first encounter of him that marked my magical month of September of the year 1998!

Then we always met for rehearsals every afternoon after class and every Saturday. I was so happy with the rehearsals for it was my first time to join a cheer dance competition! He was always there but I didn’t care until one afternoon came when he didn’t join our rehearsal. I wondered why but I just let it pass because I didn’t care.

The morning after as I arrived in school, there was a great commotion going on! Girls were yelling everywhere. I hurriedly looked for my classmates so I could ask them what was happening. But when I passed by the hallway, a friend from the lower section told me that the pictures were already posted! “Pictures!” I thought sighing. Only pictures and girls go gaga over them! “How stupid!”

I just passed by the mob of girls looking at the pictures and when I entered our classroom, the section 1 girls were also talking about the pictures. “What’s with the pictures?”, I asked them. And they answered, “They were all so good-looking especially ______!” So, that was it. The person whom I hated so much in second year high school instantly became a campus heartthrob! And that was why he wasn’t in our cheer dance competition anymore – he shifted to join another contest!

Recess came and more freshmen and sophomore girls were now crowding to take a look at the pictures. Lunch came and the scenario was still the same. And in the afternoon dismissal, the more girls were there. But one classmate urged me to come with her so she could take a look at the pictures again. I didn’t have a choice but to accompany her. So, I did take a look at the pictures.

Those were just normal pictures however, something was stirred up inside of me. There was something in the pictures that transformed him. I evaluated them for a while for flaws and suddenly, I ended up admiring him. Truly, he was not the same person as portrayed in the pictures. He had became different. He stood out among the rest! He surprisingly became the apple of my eyes. I stood there frozen with what I had seen until I noticed my classmate was already poking me for I didn’t hear her say that we had to go. So I got back to my senses again.

On my way home, I was not myself. I always thought of the pictures. I said to myself that it could not be. My one and only enemy had became different! He instantly turned out to be a celebrity. I could not believe it! Henceforth, what happened was real and I had to admit that. Even to myself, I could say that he indeed looked good. He had became handsome! At that night, I couldn’t sleep. His face was always what I saw. And this paved the way of having my first love – one that branded my entire love life!

Find out more about my first love journey! I'll be dedicating this whole month of September 2011 to him. So, keep on reading maryrosalieo.blogspot.com!

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