23:50 ... woo woo. Oh, and my math teacher is a freak
I just thought I'd take a moment before I go to bed to talk about my Calculus teacher because he's stalking me. ANOTHER STALKER YOU GUYS!! Fucking-b. Anyway, I've told you about how freaky he is cuz he's got long hair and glasses and is named Mouron and looks like a booger. Oh, wait I haven't told you! Well he does. He looks like a booger. It's not even that he's all that unattractive, he just should really do something with himself. Anyway, he's stalking me. He stares at me while he's teaching. It's not just that, otherwise I'm not a retard so I wouldn't be nearly as freaked out. We had a cookout at Glassell (freshman guys' dorm) for the kids here and I went AND MY FUCKING MATH TEACHER MOURON WAS THERE why I have NO IDEA because he's a fucking teacher, but he was anyway. And he saw me. Ick and then he showed up behind me in line at the Rat one day. And ... two or three days ago, Martha and I were sitting by ourselves in the Rat and he came and sat at the end of our table!! Ahhh!!! So anyway. Yeah, that.