According to Blondie (a colleague and friend of mine), I have all the symptoms of being in love. The symptoms? Here they are and pointed out as she told me.
1) I look happy for some days now.
2) I sing to myself almost all the time.
3) I am getting forgetful for some days now.
4) I try to do something new every week (like keeping a new style of mush or beard).
And she claims to be an expert on love.
My answer is here as follows:
1) I am not happy. I am just optimistic and will not bow down to all my troubles.
2) Again, I try to fight all my troubles with a song.
3) Yes, I am. Maybe the optimistic bit is not working too much.
4) Just another ploy to show I care about myself.
And now the truth.
I am contemplating suicide.
And that's the bitter truth.
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