Happy Hallmark Holiday
I'm eating onion soup and not really enjoying it. Don't you hate it when you crave something all day and then when you finally get it, it doesn't hit the spot like you had originally thought it would? So disappointing.
My history professor, who I'm secretly in love with, knows who I am now. There is just something totally sexy about an intelligent man in a sweater with glasses. It seems like whenever there is some secret attraction to someone, that person always discovers your existance in some slightly humiliating way. After telling the class that we didn't do too well on our last test, he handed them back. I can be arrogant sometimes, which I don't think is a bad thing if kept in moderation, considering my overall self-esteem isn't the greatest all the time. Academics has always been a thing I can pride myself in. I'm used to being the girl who fucks up your curve. I usually take pleasure in knowing this. Mwahahaha. One thing I don't like is when a professor announces this fact to a class. It's like saying, "Well, at first I thought maybe it was my test, but then Ms. Lublin's paper came up and she answered them all correctly, so I know it is a possibility. So you guys must just suck." I'd rather just get the paper back, smirk to myself for a minute, and not have the majority of the class wanting to kick me in the shin. Thanks.
He also put a little star next to my grade, which he pointed out to me when he handed me the paper. I felt like I was in 3rd grade. It immediately ruined the whole "tearing his sweater off and licking his chest" fantasy that I had going.
My history professor, who I'm secretly in love with, knows who I am now. There is just something totally sexy about an intelligent man in a sweater with glasses. It seems like whenever there is some secret attraction to someone, that person always discovers your existance in some slightly humiliating way. After telling the class that we didn't do too well on our last test, he handed them back. I can be arrogant sometimes, which I don't think is a bad thing if kept in moderation, considering my overall self-esteem isn't the greatest all the time. Academics has always been a thing I can pride myself in. I'm used to being the girl who fucks up your curve. I usually take pleasure in knowing this. Mwahahaha. One thing I don't like is when a professor announces this fact to a class. It's like saying, "Well, at first I thought maybe it was my test, but then Ms. Lublin's paper came up and she answered them all correctly, so I know it is a possibility. So you guys must just suck." I'd rather just get the paper back, smirk to myself for a minute, and not have the majority of the class wanting to kick me in the shin. Thanks.
He also put a little star next to my grade, which he pointed out to me when he handed me the paper. I felt like I was in 3rd grade. It immediately ruined the whole "tearing his sweater off and licking his chest" fantasy that I had going.