Loser Bfdi

Pagkamatay ng nanay ni Joey ay bigla na lamang nagpakita ang tatay niyang ni sa hinagap ay hindi niya alam na buhay pa. Dinala siya nito sa magarbo nitong bahay at ganon-ganon na lamang nagbago ang buhay ni Joey. *** “Fine, I will let you stay here. But in one condition. You must prove yourself to us. You will enter the Ember University and pass their upcoming exams. If not, you must leave.” Halos lumubog si Joey sa kinatatayuan nito dahil sa bilis ng pagsasalita ng kanyang madrasta. ‘Nag-fli-fliptop ba ‘to?’ tanong niya sa isipan. Pero napakamot na lamang siya ng kanyang ulo. “Do you understand?” Nakaka-pressure pang dagdag na tanong ni Aling Mariebeth. Mas lalo lang tuloy lumalim ang gitla sa noo niya saka siya mabagal na napalunok. “Uhm, ang galing niyo naman pong mag-English. Pwede pong pa-translate?” nakangiwing saad niya rito dahilan para mamula ang mukha nito sa pinaghalong inis at galit. *** Ngunit paano nga ba niya haharapin ang pagbabagong ito ng buhay niya? Mula sa isang kahig, isang tukang paghihirap, ngayon ay anak pala siya ng isa sa pinakamayamang negosyante sa bansa. Idagdag pa ang mukhang laging galit na madrasta niya at prinsesitang hilaw na kapatid niya. Isa lang ang kailangang gawin ni Joey at iyon ang pumasa sa Ember University. At magagawa lamang niya ‘yon kung tutulungan siya ni Ivan Dela Fuente, ang lampa at nerd niyang kaklase. Pero bakit ba bigla-bigla na lang tumitibok ng malakas ang puso niya dahil sa loser na lalaking ito? ‘Bwesit! Hindi nakakaastig ‘to!’ Inis na sita ni Joey sa sarili lalo pa kung ang gusto naman ni Ivan ay ang hilaw niyang kapatid at hindi siya.

While I'm waiting for my wife, Anna Fulton, I happen to come across a popular post on social media that's posted by someone who lives in the same city as I do. "What should I do if my husband clings to me too much?" Among the comments that make fun of the original poster for flaunting her happy marriage on the Internet, the lengthy comment left by a masculine ID attracts my attention. "You gotta pretend to be ditzy and dumb. My childhood friend was forced to marry the man she doesn't love, so I suggested to her that she should pretend to be a directionally-challenged idiot. She kept up that facade for five years so far. "After that, her mother-in-law kept urging her to give birth to a baby. So, she secretly coated the stairs with grease, leading to her husband falling down the stairs. When she drove him to the hospital, she pretended to lose her way and drove a few laps around the suburban area. In the end, her husband could never get his manhood up ever again because the treatment got delayed. "Her mother-in-law thought it was an accident. She was afraid that my childhood friend might abandon her husband, so she bought her a house and a car. You have no idea how much that mother-in-law sucked up to her! "Today is her husband's professor selection day. She even suggested to him that she'd drive him to the campus. But the truth is, she plans on pretending to lose her way in the traffic just to drag the time out so that I can replace him in the selection. "Once her husband fails the selection, she'll use the opportunity to convince him to resign from his job. He's already a loser, to begin with. Once he loses his job, she'll have a valid reason to divorce him once and for all." The familiar experience makes my heart skip a beat. Before I can ruminate about the details, I hear Anna's guilt-ridden voice drifting into my ear. "I think I'm lost, Claude. Surely you can make it to the selection on time, right?"