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Confession #47

I woke up to a dream last night, at the dawn, a really weird dream. I saw Animesh sir (the khaet one I have zero interest in) tickling my tummy! EWW. Okay the dream ends here.
When I woke up, I was like WHAT THE FUCK just happened?! And felt so relieved that it was just a dream. Then I went to college to give exam and guess who’s on guard? The person that tickled me in my dream last night! UGH. Was that telepathy? But he’s never in my mind before. I clearly hate him.
Then after the exam I went to the private with Ankan and Adi. He was there, unfortunately. I was preoccupied by math’s so when Ankan gave me the files to sign I kind of got “UFF!” and thrown it away. And sir saw me going all hyper so he came to me and tapped me on the head and said, “Baby, cool!” This was even worse than the dream I had. >.<
I don’t like anyone patting me on the head unless It’s kamruzzaman sir. Okay you’d probably be thinking: Who the heck is Kamruz… ? He’s the “Stat” sir I’ve been telling you all about(the one sided love/crush). I didn’t take his name all this time because such a weird and long name he has. And I don’t even know if I spelled it right. Seriously I can turn any topic back into him. Aww I miss him. He wore his black shirt on the day of stat exam (I am going to get a real bad grade on stats this test) and it got me kind of distracted. And the day of the English test he was on guard. He stared down at my script for a while. I didn’t have any idea why he was reading my exam script. I kind of stopped writing.( Because he got me nervous. I could smell his perfume. I am a real badass. ^_-) So he went away for another round in the row leaving his fragrance around me. A moment to cherish! I was writing dialogues on the script between two friends about the misuse and benefits of mobile phone, he got me so distracted that I kind of messed up the greetings part. So I stroke out all of it and started fresh in the new page. I was writing but my mind was somewhere else. Lost in him.
I am such a cheese! 

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