PSCGuy
Porn Star
So I wish this was something along the lines of "I never thought it would happen to me..." Or "I taught this guy so much." But alas that will just be for when I'm dreaming later.
There's not much to tell, expect I'm bored and wanted to write something besides my Foreign Policy paper.
I was working at my campus Writing Center today, where I tutor. Lately I've been loathing going, because I had a few ESL tutees, and they are a drag. (I mean, the students mean well, and I can't expect anything else from them. But it takes a lot out of you.) Plus, commenting on Freshmen papers is a little tedious after a while; they ALL make the same mistakes.
So time roles around and I have a session. Kids name is John*. Great, I thought, Freshmen paper. Not that the kid's paper was spectacular or anything, but it's one of the sessions I'll remember for a while. Man. I don't know how much I can say I got to know a guy in 50 minutes, but let me tell you. I never understood the fascination so much with upperclassmen and Freshmen girls. Well, a Freshmen guy got a hold of me for a bit. SO cute. SO subtly witty. SO charmingly shy. And seemingly quite smart.
I almost asked him if he wanted to get coffee or something afterwards, but I stopped myself. Would that have been different if I was more out? Probably not. I go to a small Catholic school, and there are no gay people. Hehe. His Facebook said he was straight anyway. Yeah I checked. But a guy can dream, can't he?
*End*
That was therapeutic for me.
I was working at my campus Writing Center today, where I tutor. Lately I've been loathing going, because I had a few ESL tutees, and they are a drag. (I mean, the students mean well, and I can't expect anything else from them. But it takes a lot out of you.) Plus, commenting on Freshmen papers is a little tedious after a while; they ALL make the same mistakes.
So time roles around and I have a session. Kids name is John*. Great, I thought, Freshmen paper. Not that the kid's paper was spectacular or anything, but it's one of the sessions I'll remember for a while. Man. I don't know how much I can say I got to know a guy in 50 minutes, but let me tell you. I never understood the fascination so much with upperclassmen and Freshmen girls. Well, a Freshmen guy got a hold of me for a bit. SO cute. SO subtly witty. SO charmingly shy. And seemingly quite smart.

I almost asked him if he wanted to get coffee or something afterwards, but I stopped myself. Would that have been different if I was more out? Probably not. I go to a small Catholic school, and there are no gay people. Hehe. His Facebook said he was straight anyway. Yeah I checked. But a guy can dream, can't he?
*End*
That was therapeutic for me.

















