Goody-two-curls sit up front
This is the prof's desk in the lecture hall where I spend 90 mins each Friday morning, indulging in German phonetics and phonology.
I'm still on Easter break till Monday though. *sad sigh*
I'm still on Easter break till Monday though. *sad sigh*









Not to sound like Fez, but a couple of years ago I wrote this song for an elderly British linguistic professor of mine called 'Linguistic Lust'.
It's to prevent students from falling asleep. Not dumb, really.
Well, not FOR him... about him. In a stalkerish, not serious way. I'm a boringly good girl.
I actually get this, Curlz. I stalked the Arts building at the University for a year before I went there and then I was (and still am) not likely to take classes in any other building. I would go up to the top floor and look in people's offices and introduce myself. I have some nice friends because of that, but I'm sure they all talk about me and say how fucked up I am.
The ones who knew what irony is, I hope.