Yesterday, a person whom I barely got to know for 30 minutes, threw a serie of bomb questions on me, "why do I not have a boyfriend"? -- recently broke up; "whose fault is it?" --%&*(*&*()%&* my lips are moving but I do not know if I want to prounounce a word starting with M or H. I looked away, trying my best to suppress the formation of eye liquids, gaining control over my facial muscule. In the end, I mustered all my courage and firmly uttered a few words, just like in the movies, "he moved away and long distance is hard"...

Remember that episode of Sex and The City, in which Carry went to cali and met Matthew Mcconaughey for a movie script? He asked whose problem it is. She was like she traveled from the east to the west just for him to ask her that question!!!