my teacher

Mar 21, 2006 13:04

ok so woke up this morning to take joe to school and to pick up the rough draft of my essay from my teacher's box by his office. the box was empty and the door was closed. i freaked, but decided to peek into the window and i saw someone in there! i knocked and there he was. :D he told me that he wasn't finished yet (take your time hot stuff) and so he sat down at his desk while he put his hearning aid back in-i know i know hearing aid... then he sat next to me to chat see. half way through i realized that i hadn't brushed my teeth this morning! and zipped my lip.
i think he noticed that i was enjoying this encounter a little too much and asked me whats up, i just smiled and said, "nothing".
as soon as that ordeal was over he noticed my bag and asked me if i had ever been to ipanema. i was like "no tell me what that is! ive been trying to find out what it is" (my bag has this womans face with flowers all around and on the bottom it says ipanema) he told me that it is a city in he thinks, brazil. and there is a rather famous song called. "the girl from ipanema" and its about this mysterious gorgeous woman. he looked up the singer on the net for me and wrote me a sticky to go find the song. he said it was my home work to listen to this song as legally as possible! (love lvoe voekoveo9)

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i have this fantasy of waking up in his room that is all white(paint, bed, funiture, clothing) and the windows open-its super bright sunny... i;m lying in bed with his white dress shirt on (typical morning after outfit) and there are papers every where. hes sitting in a chair across the room grading some papers. its just quiet and peaceful, yet chaotic. hehe. lame. i love it.
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