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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Infatuation

So, rarely on my 11-hour days do I ever feel that it goes by fast. I do feel stronger and more confident knowing the Holy Spirit dwells inside me, and that is a great feeling.

But today, and I'm almost ashamed to admit this (almost, except that I know EVERYONE has human urges), the reason it went by so fast was because I was daydreaming about one of my professors.

I know... totally off my rocker. But seriously. This certain professor is like, the perfect man, except he's not religious. He's tall, sophisticated, hilarious, charming, a certified genius (he's got a doctorate)... not to mention he's devastatingly handsome, with the most amazing blue eyes I've ever seen on a man. He's everything I could ever want... but he is COMPLETELY off-limits. Besides the fact that the man is my professor, he's married, about twice my age, and not in my church. But a girl can dream, right? It wasn't anything perverted, mind you... okay, so once it might have strayed there but I quickly righted myself. I can't have these thoughts anymore, and I was quoting Scripture like nuts trying to remind myself of that. Sure it's natural to be attracted and such, but beyond that I should just be ashamed of myself. Dude, though... I'm praying for someone just like him, except that someone like him in the church.

I'm reading Ivan Turgenev's Fathers and Sons, as I said before, and it kinda boggles my brain. I can't comprehend who would want to be a nihilist; it would be depressing. Bazarov is supposed to be the hero (apparently) in this book, but he's just making me upset. It's a great book, though! I'm excited to read our other books for this Russian class.

For the record, I have to put to rest, Robert Plant & Alison Krauss deserved the Grammys they won for Raising Sand, especially for album of the year. It's AMAZING. Since I downloaded it I haven't been able to stop.

Now I'm off to do some homework and watch American Idol.

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