Delulu Diaries

Prologue

PROLOGUE

Sabi ng mga kaibigan ko, delulu raw ako.

At first I asked them what it means to be a delulu. Like is it being ‘pretty’? Does it mean ‘gorgeous’? Because if a delulu is like that, then I can literally say that I’m really a delulu person.

How did I say so? Dahil ako na ’to. I mean, ako na ’to eh. Ang ganda-ganda ko kaya, tapos kayang-kaya ko pang gawin lahat ng bagay... ems.

’Kay fine, medyo hindi ko kayang gawin lahat ng bagay. Pero kaya ko pa rin kapag tinry ko!

Ah basta ang mahalaga maganda ako... sa paningin ng mga magulang ko at sa harap ng panginoong Diyos.

Anyway, sabi pala ng mga kaibigan ko, hindi pagiging maganda ang pagiging delulu. Delulu is short for delusional daw. Modern word for assumera, feelingera, at ilusyonada raw.

Me? Delusional? Oh come on. Kung sobrang ganda, papayag pa ako eh. Pero delusional? Hindi kaya. Ang layo ko sa pagiging ganun ’no!

I never assume things, I never make fake scenarios in my head, and I never think that someone has a particular feelings to me! Kaya ’yung pagiging delulu ko raw? Hinding-hindi ko ’yan papaniwalaan.

I’m not delulu, I’m just honest with what I observe and I interpret those observations leading into something obvious. Like for example that I saw they viewed my story, I know that they like me because they are interested to see what’s happening in my life. O kapag nahuli kong nakatingin ang isang lalaki sa ’kin, I know that he’s attracted to me or maybe, he even likes me. ’Di ba ganun naman ’yun?

So don’t call me delulu because I’m not. I’m just an honest person who’s good in interpreting other people’s actions.

Oh ’di ba ubod na nga ng ganda, napakagaling pa? Sa’n ka pa?

Kaya hindi na rin ako nagtataka na walang lalaki ang hindi nagkakagusto sa ’kin eh. O kung hindi man sila nagkagusto sa ’kin, alam ko pa ring attracted sila. Siguro nga pinaglihi ako sa magnet eh. Because I’m like a magnet and they are the coins.

Or so I thought.

Kasi mayroong isang lalaking hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi ko naaattract. Kaysa na maattract, para pa siyang natutulak palayo. And I don’t know why did that happened.

But one thing’s sure to me. That he likes me.

He’s just playing hard-to-get. He’s that kind of guy. So I liked it more. I like it better that way actually.

I’m not being a delulu, okay? I just know that he’s into me because of the way he acts. Yup, he likes me. He just makes it seem to look like he doesn’t, but I can’t be wrong with this. I swear, I can’t be wrong.

Bakit alam kong tama ako? Dahil babae ako. ’Di ba babae ang palaging tama? Atsaka ako kaya ang main character dito kaya hindi ako magkakamali sa hinala ko.

Ah basta, papatunayan ko na lang sa inyo na hindi ako delulu. Na mali ang mga kaibigan ko. Dahil obvious namang hindi talaga ako delulu eh. Papatunayan ko sa inyo ’yan sa pamamagitan ng lalaking ’yun.

I’ll make him confess his real feelings to me.

Delulu are just for denial people. Ako, aminado akong hindi talaga ako delulu eh. Magkaiba ’yun sa dinedeny na delulu talaga siya kasi ako, dinedeny ko lang na delulu ako kasi hindi naman talaga!

So I’m not delulu, okay?

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Author’s note:

Hi everyone! I just got back from a long rest in the wattpad world. This is my first story again after 2 years so I hope you’ll support this story! Please vote if you liked this story and comment if you have time, I’d love to know what you think about this story so that I will consider it in my next updates.

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