That's what they say girls are made of. I think some boys are too.

Was supposed to catch the Inglorious Basterds today but due to the blackout, I missed it. Stayed home and talked to Daddy for ages about very grown up stuff. Scary.

Daddy's got the condo, so at least I know where I'll be living come January! Uber excited about it.

A platonic friend said to me earlier, "opposite the place where we 1st met and knew each other".

Then just as I was falling asleep, I received a text speaking of beautiful clouds, blue skies and things gone with the wind.

Just earlier, I was telling Miki that it's absolutely awful how even without a boyfriend, I am heartbroken and she brushed me off saying that everyone has their problems.

Miki is very unsympathetic to my very insignificant man-made troubles, rightly so, because I am currently wallowing in undeserved self-pity and Miki is a woman wise beyond her few years.

Anyway, back to the point. I guess everything has its ups and downs.
I may be nursing a wounded, not broken heart but I also have sweet nothings and beautiful poetry.

I go to sleep tonight just very slightly comforted.