Nov. 27, 20xx
7:10 p.m.Dear Diary,
Chard and I started talking again. There's still this awkwardness between us, but at least we're getting back to what we used to be before we entered our relationship. I have so many friends urging me to spill tea against him, but thank God, I never told them anything. I mean, I hate it when ex-couples would bring each other down when they're no longer together. To be fair, I really had great memories with Chard. It's just funny, I got used to calling him Chard that I cannot call him kuya anymore. It feels like even though we already split that formality between us never returned.
But even if that formality has never returned between us, the intimacy we once had has disappeared and I don't believe it's appropriate to ask questions I want to ask him. I wanted to ask him if would he have loved him then if I looked the way I used to. It's just that I no longer look the same. In fact, I look like a different person. My skin has become so pale that I look so fragile, so weak and it makes me feel that way. I threw the Papaya soap I had been using for months because I don't like how I look already. I also stand out in the sun to get my old skin back and I don't use umbrella whenever I go out in the afternoon which freaks out many neighbors because Filipinos just hate our own skin.
Because of this sentiment, I have followed Mr. Santos's advice to relieve my emotions through art. Papa talked to Mama about giving me the drawing tablet already after a sweet talk. And I promised them that I won't do anything irresponsible or rash next time. I gave them my word that I will use that for the greater good. And I attached below the first thing I made out of it.
I'm still working on it. I will add colors to bring it to life. Hopefully, I'll finish it tonight.
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Dear Katharine
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