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I just heard the sexiest voice in class today and I was even having perverted thought about the guy who inherited that sexiness. By the way, he was our new lecturer, the old one kind of abandoned us because well, he opened up a new coaching for more cash. Okay so I was kind of expecting someone better from the old lecturer we had, because it's maths I am concerned for. When I heard the voice of the new lecturer (who's by the way in the last semester of IBA and not so important but omg I liked his forearms) I thought "Oh no. This is going to get hard to concentrate." And yeah, it was hard to focus on the class but not because I was hugely attracted to his voice and biceps but because of the lack of his professionalism. I was devastated. I didn't come here as a joke. He has to be passionate about this. He should use that bad ass voice to take me into the maths- the most boring and complex subject in the world, and he has to at least behave like a teacher not a student studying in IBA. And oh my god, I miss the old bhaiya so much now, he was at least sincere to the class. And basic. I think I just lost my chance for IBA, I really can't do it myself, Maths always been a threatening subject to me.

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