Was I dying again, then? I didn’t like it—this wasn’t as good as the last time.
I think I have a female-paunch. I feel so full from all the junk I’ve just had.
Normally, I wouldn’t eat a lot. But I become gluttonous whenever I’m depressed or feeling low.
But I don’t know where -or how- the gloom came from. My exam is already over, so I should be happy, instead of pulling a long face.
So what is wrong with me?