Dear Journal,
For the past few weeks I have been watching only Netflix on weekends. Thanks to Bubu. Catching up on all the movies I've missed out on.
I watched one film that really touched me -- The Intern. Reminded me of Pa. Faith can move mountains they say. But I've stopped praying altogether. But I have my deepest wishes. And one of them is to see Pops recover completely from his injury and be as fit as a fiddle with a long life ahead of him.
Today, S gifted me something wonderful-- magnetic bookmarks from London. Very thoughtful of her. After all my initial imaginary doubts, I really hope she and Booch get married because she really loves him, and we all love Melon.
I'm positive that success like nothing I've tasted before is ahead of me, also a cute guy, and a long time with Ma, Pa and Booch for company.
I don't like most of the men I meet, I mean from a dating perspective. I guess I am where I was originally meant to be --on a vow of celibacy. I have never quite been so boy-crazed Or sex-crazed like my friends. I have been love-crazed and made many mistakes. "The love you take is equal to the love you make. "
Love,
Me.
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