Happy Birthday!

Happy birthday!!!Hey girl... you probably forgot all about this email you are sending to yourself.. but here you go -surprise - the diary entry you wrote on november 9th 2005. enjoy... that is your birthday gift to yourself. Remember the memories of the ohhh sooo unforgettable manuel. oo. before I forget. here are some questions!!! Did you finally get over him? What did you learn? Are you in love? Do you still think you are depressed? Did papi's lover have a girl or boy? Have you had sex with another man other than manuel? Have you had sex with manuel after he took your virginity? I really hope you are finally a happy person... satisfied with life and appreciative of everything you do have... because you have alot. I love you... hehe.. I love myself. Anyway - the following is what you wrote on Nov. 9. 2005.. take care sweets. I spoke to Moreno over the phone today. He was so drunk so, of course, he told me way too much information – but because he was drunk, I know it was all true. Thanks, Moreno for being such an asshole and thank you for teaching me that men are truly stupid. Thanks for telling me about Manuel and how much of a big asshole he is (even bigger than you). Now I have made up my mind. No more thinking about Manuel! No more! But how will I do that? I think about him everyday – I mean Every . Single. Day. In my Latino/a American literature class, I participated to read an excerpt from a book only because it mentioned a guy named Manuel and I wanted to say his name out loud in front of everyone in lecture. M-A-N-U-E-L. Mah-neuw-el….. I wanted to pronounce every syllable of his Spanish name as if he was sitting right next to me. Why did he change so suddenly? I have a choice to see him on Sunday the 20th, but I don’t know if I should. Sometimes people don’t know how much they hurt others – but that’s ok. I guess this is just another life lesson I have been taught. I just have to figure out exactly what that lesson was…