Blah blah and away we go

Isn’t weird how your stomach gets all funky even when ur hungry when ur in a sour mood. I remember in 2000 having stomach aches quite frequently after I got dropped by someone abruptly. It was my first time to ever feel that way and I have sort of built up this protective wall gradually since that faithful period.

I think I have learned to internalize when a woman hurts me in someway and it seems to manifest outwardly itself as distance. Frankly, I don’t really want to vent about my personal life at the moment, cause there ain’t really much to vent about. Heck what things have transpired, I’ll get over them like I did last year – in whatever way deemed necessary, healthy or not. What can one do?

But my parents seem to be supportive more or less now about my plans to move out. My mother called me today to say that there is always a room for me at home if I run into any problems. This makes me feel a little more relaxed.

And a word the question: “Is everything okay?” or it’s variations: “Is everything alright?”, “How is everything?” Don’t people get tired of asking it even when the person gives you half-hearted replies.