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Oh! The Irony!

She : "I'm right here... whenever you get stressed just meet me :)"
Me : "Yep, I'm stressed today!"
She : "Yaaaayyy"
Me : " Hahah... so it has come to this... I've friends who rejoice when I say I'm stressed and wann meet them! I feel strangely blessed! Life is a bizarre ironical abstraction of strange occurrences
!"
She : "Absolutely!!! Irony is life's other name... and we are two crazy people who rejoice when normal people don't, and sulk when we should be rejoicing! :-P "
--- X---

Hahaha... She said it!!! \m/
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