Starting off...
I should've started this WAAAAY earlier.
Ah, procrastination. Beautiful.
At school today, Brenden tried to introduce Big Annoying Guy (who's thirty and trying to win my attention) as my boyfriend/future boyfriend/future husband/soulmate/etc. To every man in class, which I don't necessarily think is that bad (the men aren't any good, anyway), but is irritating. I'd rather go out with Brenden than B.A.G. But Brenden's gay, so no chance of that.
Apparently, I flirt with everyone I meet. All my friends tell me that.
I even flirt with Brenden, it seems. I hadn't realized. Oops?
Oh, well. Gotta go put together a lesson plan for my class tomorrow. I still don't know why a seventeen year-old is teaching a college class, but whatever.
Ah, procrastination. Beautiful.
At school today, Brenden tried to introduce Big Annoying Guy (who's thirty and trying to win my attention) as my boyfriend/future boyfriend/future husband/soulmate/etc. To every man in class, which I don't necessarily think is that bad (the men aren't any good, anyway), but is irritating. I'd rather go out with Brenden than B.A.G. But Brenden's gay, so no chance of that.
Apparently, I flirt with everyone I meet. All my friends tell me that.
I even flirt with Brenden, it seems. I hadn't realized. Oops?
Oh, well. Gotta go put together a lesson plan for my class tomorrow. I still don't know why a seventeen year-old is teaching a college class, but whatever.