You know what’s lame? Being 23 and home on a Friday night - St. Patrick’s day, no less - while the rest of the city is out partying without you.
Oh, wait, it’s me that’s lame. But that’s nothing new.
I am bored out of my mind. Sure, there are things I could do. Math homework, English papers, that sock I was hoping to finish tonight.
But, no. I’ve settled on writing. What, I have no idea. But writing it is. It will probably involve forum postings, a longish email to You, and maybe a short story.
Anyway, I ran into Knorr today, and is it wrong to have a school-girl crush on a writer, but dislike their writing? Knorr is the funniest guy (who still owes me donuts from last semester), and I really enjoyed the class, enough so that I would take another class by him, even if sometimes it felt like we weren’t learning anything.
But, last semester I checked one of his poetry books out of the library, after I couldn’t find it in any local bookstore (sure, Sacramento loves its writers). I didn’t like any of his poems, and it kind of made me sad. He writes about nature, which is all well and good, but just not my thing. It was a little hard to understand where he was coming from, even though I knew where he was coming from.
But, in all Knorr is a great guy, and if I were ten years older, and he was single, I’d be thinking about it. Maybe I shouldn’t be writing about it? I’m always attracted to my decently attractive male teachers. Which might be why I like male teachers.
And, if I hadn’t of dropped my phone in the toilet, I’d have a photo of Knorr to post, that M took last semester. I’m kicking myself right now for not emailing it to myself when I had the chance.
Also, yes, I get to hob-knob with real, published writers. In addition to Knorr, the Dean of the English Department is also published. Granted, there are only poets on campus, but I plan to change that.
- “The World’s Not Waiting (For Five Tired Boys In A Broken Down Van),” Evening Out With Your Girlfriend: Fall Out Boy
Don’t let age stop you, dear. I got married at 23 to a guy 10 years older than me. He passed away 3 years ago and I thought love was over for me. I figured I’d find me a rich guy who would take care of me but that I’d never fall in love again. Then, WHAM! It hit me hard. Trouble was that he’s 21 years older than me. I have to tell you, it’s tough to ignore love. We got married last November.
But I digress…. I think your attraction is not to male teachers so much as it is to male intellectuals. Boy, do I know what that’s like! Keep looking! There are really a lot of brilliant AND gorgeous guys. I was lucky enough to find a poet/artist/essayist/novelist/drummer. Physically fit AND a genius. The only rub is that, being such a grand artist, he’s broke!
so uhm.. how does dustin feel about all of your little school girl crushes my darling?? and who is You?? He who we do not mention?? :o) If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t go out drinking last night either because I was trying to be responsible.. a lot of good that did me.. 13 more days! :o)
I’m 20 and home on every holiday or celebration. High five! I don’t even think about it anymore. I’m too busy with my personal journey to look up often at the world ticking by. I’ll get to it after my blog writing project thing. And the world at-hand in Florida is just a strip club and spiky haired kids hanging out in front of movie theaters on their Friday nights. I’m always quite fine with being a loner.
K - Yes, You is he who must not be named (sounds a little bit like Voldemorte, now that I’ve written it out). And no, Dustin has no idea about the “school-girl crushes.” Why would I tell him? It’s not like I’d ever do anything about it. It’s just more fodder for my fiction.