I was in Grade 4 when I had my first crush. His name was Marlon Montemayor. He was tall, dark, and very manly. He was a volleyball player. Our path crossed again when we were in College. We became both “Santugon”, the name of our batch in college. He was a basketball player and I was a cheerer and a dancer of our batch. But my one great love during my college was Jeffrey dela Cruz, we called him “Jepoy, the living dead”. He was typically the quiet type of guy. Moreno, not so tall not so small, with a natural hair, with a nice hairy chest, with black eyes, with a pointed nose, with shiny white teeth, with kissable lips. I find him so handsome but so dangerous. He seemed to be deceiving. It was an unfinished business as perceived by my friend,
Ten-ten Timbol. We never had the chance to get along well. We were so near yet so far. During our retreat, he slept on my bed. The morning after he asked me where I slept. I answered with Andy Perez. And he told me he saw me sleep with Antonio Pangan, who happened to be the father of my goddaughter. He often catched my attention even if I ignore and annoy him. After I broke up with Paolo Sason, I met Sydney Daus, Jepoy’s bestfriend. He told me that Jepoy was looking for me before he left the Philippines.
I love your page, with all the photos, stories, friendships, etc. It makes me think how lucky you are to have such a good time in the past. You must cherish your memories so much. I hope your friends are all doing great!
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