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confession #89

I organized my closet today. I actually did! *a round of applause* And I stepped outside the house and after like ages, I took a walk along the road in winter breeze and morning sun. My knees were literally shaking, it's getting that cold. Anyways, so I attended an exam at that hour,a practice test for HSC. And met McDreamy there. Nowadays, I've been feeling numb about him. Sometimes I even get into laughing,thinking that how silly I was to be fallen for him...He's in no way looks astonishing, charming or anything attractive. He just looks like my subject teacher and now that I'm leaving college I won't be seeing him again. Fortunately enough I have forgotten all the feelings he used to cause. Time for a change baby.Let's not call him McDreamy anymore. I have realized my foolishness.

So my sister is off to her honeymoon to cox's bazaar. She cried on the phone today.I switched her to Ammu because I was too busy stuffing clothes to my closet.Selfish sister?At consoling I suck. I have messaged her afterwards though, saying not to cry, I love her I miss her etc. etc. And then I sent a text to her husband a.k.a my brother-in-law telling him to take care of her and he called me back reassuring everything's fine and he said he would notify me when they reach their honeymoon place. I just hope everything goes well.

I'm gonna study now. The more I keep busying myself the more this gets easy. It gets the stress out. I feel a lot better today, and I have a feeling that I would sleep well tonight. I won't be missing Api because I know wherever she is right now, she's happy.And her happiness means the world to me.This would put me in a goodnight's sleep.

Oh have I told you about nanu's farting at night? She farts in her sleep.Like a buffalo..And every time I get a mini heart attack.There's no smell though. Thank heavens!
I am gonna meet Ankan tomorrow. I missed her. :)

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