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I have been stressed out about nearly everything. My academic life is having a stroke right now. I have one  presentation, a quiz I haven't studied for that are both tomorrow and, after that day I have another one that I cannot afford to fail. If I do so. My CGPA will drop lower than it already is....And above all that. He's been paying less and less attention and I am not sure how I feel about that. I mean I actually crave sometimes that he talked to me a bit. But I don't know maybe that I am PMS-ing. It just seems all fair. He is good staying back. I am good staying back. We don't talk anymore. And it is not driving me crazy. YET.

AND AND AND.

Turtle Dove is getting clingy to Batman. I don't know why it sometimes bothers me that they're not a couple. Because I see her...touching his hair. Hugging and doing all clingy things like couples do except she refers to her brother whenever she does this sort of things and it kind of is weird. Who adores their brothers this much. Constantly messaging when he's not there, talking in phone at night, and I don't know maybe this is what best friends do, or maybe this is the society I live in now. Because before, a 20 year old man cannot sit on a 21 year old girl's lap no matter what relation they shared. That's what I was used to believe and think and see. But now it is just sooo....unusual for me. And I am judging way too much, I mean it's his his whose whose life. It is their decision how they wanna express friendship and love and stuff but I don't know. It was one thing if they were a couple.
Or are they? Is T hiding something from me?

Well I gotta sleep. I have to speak infront of 50 students and a famous personality of country who takes our classes and he's a senior, old and brilliant lecturer and I must sleep to calm my nerves down. Goodnight B.

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