Lucky Jacket

I decided to wear this suede jacket that used to be my dad's today. I've always loved this thing. Dad gave it to me a couple of years ago. For some reason it calms me down. I've always considered it lucky.

I wore it because I had a test in Classical Mythology. Before the professor started, he told us he won't be here for class on Thursday.

When I got into Shakespeare's Comedies, I asked the right questions and gave the right answers on a play I only scanned.

Then I went to Advanced Creative Writing II and the professor had a meeting, so we didn't have class.

So I had from 11:30 to 2:30 free. Had lunch with my best friend.

Also, I haven't fallen asleep yet in Macroeconomics. I'm pretty sure that's a first.

So There's This Guy...

And I have absolutely no idea what to think of him. He's in my Shakespeare's Comedies class. I just made a joke to my professor one day about hating mornings, and not having had my tea yet, and he actually offered me a sip of his tea.

So, of course, I gave him a "what the hell" look and blinked several times before I said, "No, thank you." I had a Mello Yello on the table in front of me, so I'm not really sure why he offered. Also, I can't believe that me saying no was terribly unexpected. I've known him for all of five minutes and he thinks I'll drink after him? No. That's how people get mono. I mean...it was a gracious offer, but I'm not at all sure how to take it.

And then the professor, hilarious man that he is, says "I don't know whether to take that as a sexual advance or not." So the guy, whom I only know as Mr. Davis, turned scarlet and I choked on my Mello Yello. Awkward? Yes.

Don't get me wrong, it's nice to have masculine attention for the first time in a while. I just have no idea of how I should respond to it. I'd like to think he's interested, but I refuse to flirt. I don't like making an ass of myself. It's not really on my to-do list.