Back in highschool, I remember having to deal with my ex-boyfriend's mom. She does not like me at all. She made me feel that I was too fat, too brown, too wild for his goody-two shoed son and that I wasn't too good for him. I was told that I distracted his son from studying and from graduating valedictorian of the class. I have to admit, I did some things that distracted him a bit but not enough to take him out of the race of being the smartest kid in our class. Whatever happened was his own doing. Besides, I was in the running too, just in case his mom didn't know.
I remember the one time that I felt really good about myself because of what she said.
We had a project due the next day and we had to stay late to type some of our papers and finish up the project in his house. It was me, him and two more friends that were there. It was my turn to type when she came out of her lair. I turned my face and pretended that I didn't see her. She started talking to my other friends. She said, "
Lumabas na pala yung results ng UPCAT. At isa lang pumasa galing sa school? Galing naman nya."My friends glance over in my direction with a smile on their faces. More like a smirk, really.
Because little did she know, that that one person, was me.