Aaj ami besh khepe gechi. It's probably not fair, my khepe jawa, but it's what silly infactuated people tend to do. It's so boka boka, but I have to get it out of my system.
We had these extra classes with Partho today, and he's all nice about it and everything... teaching us stuff we didn't understand or did not pay attention to. And then suddenely, some people are like, we didn't get Blake. And I totally lost it, 'cause Blake is Bertie's paper, and I think he did a great job of teaching it. But I didn't say anything. Then Partho gives an utterly different explaination of it, and there I am sitting in the first row (!!), sulking and wondering in dismay, ki sacriledge hocche eta. And Partho was also reluctant I could see, and I'm glad he didn't dwell on Blake and made some excuse about a meeting and went away. That's a lots of "ands" in one sentence, but anyway. Akhono bhable ektu rag hoy at those stupid girls.
But I have nothing against Partho. He always does a damn good job of whatever he teaches, and poetry is after all, entirely subjective. But no tresspassing on Bertie's territory, kay? Grrrr.

Anyway, now that it's out of my system, I think I should better go nose dive into my books again. *sigh*. P & S, how's it going?