No, it is not a disorder. To me, at least, it is not. It is more like a coping mechanism to help oneself deal with all the negativity of this world and it takes courage... lots of courage... especially if you have undergone traumatic experiences i...
I rented out a small flat with a bedroom, a living room area, a small kitchen that came with an oven and stove, a pantry area for storage, a toilet with a bathtub and shower. My parents paid half of the annual rent as graduation and birthday gift for me as well as bought some of the appliances I needed like the refrigerator, a microwave oven and a television, so I won't worry about paying the bills for six months, I just needed to save enough to pay for the rest.
The flat is located on the third floor of a not so old building at the heart of the city. The good thing about it, is that it also has a terrace, I can place the washing machine and dryer my mom also bought for me, and an open walkway so there is plenty of air and a place for me to just relax and look at the stars at night.
Another thing, each floor only has two flats in it, so it is very ideal for an introvert like me. Although I will have to share the terrace, I don't really mind that much, we can always put an imaginary line so as we won't invade each other's space, I just hope I don't get a noisy neighbor who does not know how to respect our personal spaces.
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I was bidding my dad farewell outside my apartment's door when the owner of the flat next door arrived. She is very pretty but a little meek. I was a relieved because she looked like an introvert like me however I realized something as I was looking at her.
Despite her shy disposition, there is something familiar about her. Her face looked like a typical Caucasian girl and she hides her face with her long straight, brownish hair that came with a fringe. Her eyes looked a bit droopy perhaps she is tired or something but then...her outfit...
Where have I seen that outfit...
Hmmm...
It was as if a light bulb was lit on top of my head.
Argghh!!!
That racing suit!!!
That blue helmet!!!
Grrr!!!
She was that rude girl, I met earlier!!! Can this day get any worse?
Oddly enough though, she just stared at me like she never met me an hour ago. Wow, I must really be an insignificant encounter for her.
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