Because the test that I had to
take went really awesome.
Because I was prepared for my
favourite professor’s class. The preparation included reading a 30-page article which I did. So I got to ask
him two questions in class. Not to mention how cute he is and how nice at the
same time. Let’s call him A-Fascinating. Prof. A-Fascinating is the one
professor I have a crush on at college.
Tall. Cute. Cuter teeth.
Contagious smile. Restless. Finicky at times. Super-intelligent. Fantastic
professor. Young (He’s about 33 years old). Got married last year before I
joined colllege (His wife also teaches me paper this semester and well, she is
a lovely woman).
There is something so great about
the way he says “Hi” when he sees you in the hallway. He can make you blush!
Oh by the way, I know he likes me. Likes
as in he likes me as a student and as a person. So we chat often. It’s
great to have a professor you can have a crush on, have an intellectual conversation
with, have a fun conversation with, share your insecurities about your career;
a professor who challenges you to work harder than you do. A professor who
reads and reads and reads and reads a lot of non-fiction, journals, magazines,
about 6 newspapers each day, writes book reviews and adores his wife. He also
did a PhD alongside. I think now he is officially a Doctor.
I admire this guy. I look up to
him.
And yes, we tend to have crush on
people we admire. It’s the good kinda crush.
There’s not a single girl in my
department who doesn’t have a crush on Prof. A-Fascinating. But yet, I want to
believe my crush is different. It’s more of a role-model crush. I would like to
believe I have a special bond with him. A very nice, healthy bond.
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