December 21

A major headache hit my head yesterday... I hope it'll go away SOON. Winter's adequate, but the noise it makes is irritating! Pebbles hit the car as we were on the highway. I'm glad that's over and done with.

Everyone seems to be doing fine... Monica grew so much! She was only as high as my knee the last time I saw her. I'll miss picking her off the ground... Those days were so joyful. I wish I could go back and do all those things again...

Almost everyone was surprised to know that I had a boyfriend, when Aunt Maria asked me about it. Uncle Thomas always used to joke about me dying unmarried, but since fate turned my fortunes around, he tried so hard to savor the moment of tormenting me. Now marriage is way too far! I think I turned red at the thought... He's more annoying than dad and his stories!

Maybe... Wally is the one. Does he really want to hang on to me? ... Of course he does. He was definitely sincere when he told me everything... There was no deception in his voice. I guess all we need is patience and understanding. That way, we know if we can really be together for the rest of our lives.

Speaking of boyfriends, I think I want to go to the Watchtower right now... Drat! Me missing him this much is so unruly of me!

Later

Luckily, Wally was there... He looked happy to see me. I was happy as well. I like being around him... It makes me feel all warm deep down inside.

I had the courage to ask him if he was okay. He said he was, but I somehow knew that it wasn't the truth. After a very long period of bribery and talking things over, he surrendered and told me everything.

He told me that his dad wasn't too keen on being a father. Everyday, Wally felt left out because of his neglect. It was tough to get through the days of growing up, but he made his own answers.

"I try to smile for everyone so that they won't feel sorry for me... I don't want anyone to worry about me. If I tell a joke or do something stupid, then people would think about that instead of something really sad... I guess it was all just an excuse for being lonely. ... I didn't want pops to be ashamed of me, at all... I wanted him to look at me and do all the things that dads do, but I guess that would've been selfish of me."

Is that why he's the prankster? Is this what created his immature nature? It was ridiculous of him... It made him look so idiotic, but he tried everything to hide his sadness. He tried to be strong. He tried everything.

I wanted to say that I was sorry, but in the end I cried and we went into the lounge for espressos. I did apologize for making him feel all of those emotions, but he said "don't sweat it". I wanted to help him. I wanted to say something, but what if I got my words wrong? Would it even hurt him more? He then held my hand and said, "hey, I'm over it. I got you, and that at least has to count for something!"

After all that, he told me he found my underwear. I almost forgot about it! Something tells me he had it all this time, I know it... I don't want to know what he was using it for!

... Oh, God, no! Central City's on the news... One of the buildings are severely damaged!