Ah, so this is a post dedicated to SBT. While I was eating at a Tex-Mex restaurant (OMGAH, I LIVE IN TEXAS!) with Natalie and Alice. We felt really bad because today we had this grandparent-ish day today where you get out early from school and they were coming over while Sam... wasn't. When she saw us leaving together, she made this really depressed face, but not a fake one so we made up a lie...
Poor Sam...
SBT is so freaking sexy, like you have no idea. He has these intense blue eyes and... YUM. (I know, this is creepy). Apparently, I'm like a huge flirt with him. I'm incredibly glad that he hasn't noticed... Anyway, I'm feeling really confident because he told me that my five hour all-nighter essay was "excellent, that took you like five hours right?"
slow nod
"So think about what would happen if you put a little bit of time for the next research paper everyday. You have a month."
nod again. "Um, yeah, I've tried that but I tend to procrastinate. And by then I'm just like 'fu...dge it, i'm too tired' and I go to sleep."
he kind of smiles when I catch myself. "I was like that too, trust me, you're digging yourself into a deep hole."
And more of an intense talk.
BLAH. It's not just that I think he's hot. It's like... I genuinely like him. Which sucks, considering our SIXTEEN YEAR age difference. Urgh. I hope he divorces his wife. WHO HE ONLY DATED FOR A MONTH BEFORE THEY GOT ENGAGED! Okay, okay, I have to get over this.
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OH GOD.
I just reread the conversation and he sounds like a pedophile!
IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!
(he doesn't flirt at all, he's actually surprisingly stiff)
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