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Universe starts with U 'n I, so why don't we try?

Stacy, if this is how you'll pursue me, it's not working

Then work with me too. Pursue me, Jake.

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I didn't know how he knew it-he hasn't seen me painting for months now-this is confusing. This is worse than all of my classes combined. And I haven't even gone to the hospital with him.

I've been observing him lately. He remembers why I don't like being called with my second name. He remembers my first time in his house. He remembers some of my weird and lame jokes that I forgot-at least I've tried to forget them. And the tattoo. Oh, I'd never ever forget that time when we had our 5 day trip.

How he explained the weird tattoo was exactly the same as how he explained it to me before, and when I tried to confront him about it, he'd say, "oh, I guess it came out of my mouth smoothly." I don't believe it anymore. I-it would flow out of his mouth if he remembers it-I know I sound crazy-but he does not sound like he suddenly remembered it. He sounded like he knew it from the start. And that's what confuses me right now.

His condition is a puzzle I must finish but I lack pieces. I lack evidence. I'm not totally sure that he is faking his condition. I'd feel bad if I call it 'fake'. But why would he fake it from the start, right? No one would dare to fake a temporary amnesia or memory loss for fun. If he'd fake it, he must have a concrete reason. Or if he's hiding something that led to him in this situation, then he's hiding something grave from me.

I shouldn't worry about it for now. I have finals to ace. And I too have to help him. So, this is where I had to stop and focus on myself. Today, I just decided to paint my emotions and maybe sing my heart out. I did kind of blasted the speakers-I locked all the doors and windows so no one could hear me-and enjoyed myself.

Few more weeks and I'll face my family. Few more days and I'll confront Jake about my doubts. I mean, few more hours.

10 o'clock in the morning.

I kept on thinking about ways to approach him while I dance to some kpop songs. And though the sounds were blasting off, I still heard the sound of the oven. As a food lover, no one could distract me from foods. I heard the ping and I immediately went over to the kitchen. "Oatmeal cookies and some tacos since I don't understand my stomach."

Have you ever felt like eating sweet and delicious pastries and then suddenly, you want to eat vegetables but with meat? I know tacos don't have meat, but I cooked marinated beef. And I just have a thought that I might savor seafood dishes tonight.

I don't know if the reason for this is because I'm almost done with college, or because I'm going to meet my family again. Or, because of my conclusions about my boyfriend. It's upsetting my stomach, and now, I'm going frantic. I can't invite Samuel or Sadie for some advice lessons-they're having their dates-can't invite the girls too since they're partying at day. In conclusion, I am alone.

It's 12 o'clock in the afternoon. I finished dancing and singing. I had even cleaned up my mess in the living room. I've decided to binge watch TVD because I missed the Bennett witch. Jake would've been with me if he just finished his thesis papers. And now, his sister wouldn't let him out of the house. I mean, it's no need to go to the university since the students would just waste time and not actually do their work. So, I guess she's reasonable. I might disrupt him.

But then again, it's already 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and that means break time. Let me call him up real quick. I placed my phone on my ear and I got anxious with the ringing sound. Oh, he's not picking up my call. So I kept calling him though it will end up as missed calls. I wasn't wondering why he's not picking up my calls-though I did-I was wondering about the topics I would share with him. What would it be? 6 years in a relationship. It's tiring to talk over the phone and not knowing what to say you know.