Mag-log inThe bus hummed softly as it rolled out of campus. I tried, really tried, to focus on the view outside. Trees blurring past. Morning light filtering through the glass. Anything but the fact that Sevi was sitting right beside me.Too close.Not touching, but close enough that I could feel the warmth from his arm.I adjusted my bag on my lap, pretending to be busy. My heart, on the other hand, was anything but calm.Normal lang ’to, I told myself. Isang bus ride lang.But then the bus suddenly jolted over a small bump. I wasn’t prepared. My body tilted slightly, and before I could stop myself, my shoulder brushed against his. Not hard. Just enough. I froze.“Sorry,” I blurted out instinctively, turning toward him.He looked at me, surprised, then smiled.“It’s okay,” he said softly.My cheeks warmed. I nodded quickly and turned back to the window, but my heart was already betraying me, beating faster than it should.A few seconds passed.“Diane,” he said quietly.“Yes?” I replied, still
The morning of the camping activity felt strangely heavy and light at the same time., Heavy, because I knew I would be trapped in one place with too many emotions I didn’t fully understand yet. Light, because for once, there was no stage, no competition, no judgment. Just trees, tents, bonfires, and people pretending to be carefree.As I climbed the steps of the bus, the familiar scent of vinyl seats and early-morning coffee greeted me. The chatter inside was loud, laughter, teasing, bags being shoved into overhead compartments. Halatang excited ang lahat sa mga activities. Ako rin naman ay excited din. Pero hindi na katulad nuon. Gaya nga nang sabi ko, nakakaramdam ako nang bigat. Hindi natin alam ang mga mangyayari.I scanned the seats instinctively. Then I saw it. An empty seat. Window side. My heart gave a small, hopeful jump.Without overthinking, I walked straight toward it and sat down. I placed my bag on my lap and leaned slightly toward the window, watching the campus slowly
The bench felt colder than usual that afternoon. Hindi ko alam kung dahil ba sa hangin, o dahil matagal na akong umuupo roon mag-isa. The same bench. The same tree. The same spot where laughter used to come naturally, now replaced by silence that pressed against my chest.I poked at my food, appetite gone again.Ang arte mo, I scolded myself. Hindi naman kayo.But feelings don’t disappear just because you tell them to.I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice someone standing a few steps away.“Diane.”I looked up. Sevi. He wasn’t smiling. Not worried either. He looked… certain.“Can I sit?” he asked.I nodded, shifting slightly to make space. He sat beside me, elbows resting on his knees, staring straight ahead. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Tahimik. Mabigat. Parang may unsaid words na nakabitin sa pagitan namin.“You’ve been avoiding me,” he said finally.I let out a small breath. “Hindi.”“Don’t lie,” he replied gently. “You don’t have to.”I looked down at my hands.
There’s a certain kind of exhaustion that doesn’t come from crying. It comes from holding yourself together for too long. That was where I found myself after everything, after the pageant, after the public judgment, after Sophie’s downfall, after Ryan’s silence. Para akong nakatayo sa gitna ng bagyo na biglang tumigil, pero basa pa rin ang damit ko, nanginginig pa rin ang katawan ko. I realized something important in that quiet aftermath.Ayoko nang gumanti. Hindi dahil hindi ako nasaktan. Hindi dahil hindi ako galit. Kundi dahil sawang-sawa na akong maging galit.Revenge felt tempting at first. I won’t lie. There were nights when I imagined saying the perfect words, doing the perfect thing that would make them feel exactly what I felt. Yung tipong pantay na tayo.But then I asked myself—pagkatapos nun, ano? Would I finally be happy? Would the heaviness disappear?The answer was always no. So I let karma do its thing. Tahimik lang. Walang announcement. Walang drama. And karma didn’t d
The lights were still too bright when I finally stepped away from the stage. My ears were ringing from the applause, my hands still shaking slightly as I held the bouquet close to my chest. Second Runner-Up. The sash felt heavier than I expected, not because of the fabric, but because of everything it symbolized.I walked toward the stairs leading down from the stage, careful with every step. The heels were stable this time, but my legs were tired, not physically, but emotionally. Para akong galing sa digmaan na naka-smile lang sa labas.“Diane.”I stopped. I didn’t need to look to know who it was.“Sevi,” I said softly, turning around.He was standing a few steps below me, hands in his pockets, wearing a simple black polo and jeans. No sash. No spotlight. Pero sa dami ng taong dumaan sa buhay ko, he stood out without trying.He smiled—yung familiar na hindi pilit, hindi scripted.“Sayang,” he said gently. “You should’ve won.”I chuckled, shaking my head as I took the last step down.
Pagpasok ko pa lang sa campus, ramdam ko na agad. Yung bigat sa hangin. Yung paraan ng mga tingin ng tao. Hindi na curious, hindi na impressed, kundi mapanghusga.Stares are not new to me. Since nagbago ako, nasanay na akong pag-usapan. Pero ngayon, iba. Hindi ito yung “wow, ang ganda niya” na bulong. Ito yung “siya ’yun” na may kasamang kunot-noo, buntong-hininga, at mga salitang hindi na kailangang marinig para masaktan.“Si Diane ’yan ’di ba?” “Grabe, ang kapal ng mukha.” “Feeling victim pa rin.” “Ginawa niya ’yun para makaganti kay Ryan, for sure.”I tightened my grip on my bag strap and kept walking. Hindi ako tumigil. Mas lalo akong hindi ako lumingon. Hindi ko obligasyon and magpaliwanag para lang maiba ang pag-iisip nila sa akin. They think what they want. Besides, if I explain myself, they would think that I'm being defensive. Kung tutuusin, kaya kong sumagot. Kaya kong ipagtanggol ang sarili ko. Pero pagod na ako sa pagtatanggol ng isang katotohanang ayaw namang pakinggan
The hallway earlier seemed shocked, parang nag-apocalypse.The moment Sophie froze in front of me, the energy in the entire welcome area shifted. Students stopped walking. Others literally stepped back. Yung iba tahimik, yung iba nakanganga, and a few even took out their phones. May nakatutok na ca
When Ryan walked away with Sophie clinging to him like she owned him, like she won, something inside me didn’t just break. It collapsed. Parang bumagsak ang buong mundo ko sa isang iglap.After he disappeared into the crowd, the hallway slowly returned to its usual noise, but none of it sounded rea
May mga araw na mabigat. May mga araw na mas mabigat. Pero ito—ito yata ang araw na literal na ayaw ko nang gumising. Yung tipong pagkadilat mo pa lang, gusto mo nang ipikit ulit kasi alam mong wala namang magbabago. Alam mong sa oras na tumapak ka sa labas ng pinto, ibang mundo ang sasalubong—isan
Rain has always been honest with me.It doesn’t pretend. It doesn’t sugarcoat. It doesn’t say “I’m fine” when it’s breaking inside. When it falls, it falls, diretso, walang pasikot-sikot. Tonight, as I sit by the window of my small dorm room, watching the raindrops blur the campus lights, I feel th







