Schoolgirl Infatuation

I’m still recovering from swooning fits over my biz law lecturer.
For a few short days, I was reduced to the likes of a giggling schoolgirl, perpetually batting my eyelashes at him whenever he looked in my direction.

For the record, he’s not cute in the conventional sense.
He has charisma and he knows it, that bugger.
But I’m really not into people who are cuter than me.
It’s an ego thing. Don’t try to understand, it probably will not make sense anyway.

I actually made it a point to ditch my work and rush to lecturers early.
People who know me will probably be shocked; I’m quite well known to be a die-hard workaholic and I’m inflicted with a peculiar aversion-to-going-home-on-the-dot-after-work syndrome.

I’m terribly tempted to fail my exams so that I can attend his lectures again next term.
It’s quite a crazy notion and so absolutely silly… or so I thought.
When I relate my bizarre little plan to my colleagues during lunch, I found myself in the yet another weird conversation.

Paws : I have a major crush on my biz law lecturer… sigh…. Yesterday was the end of the lecturer and we invited him for supper. Guess what? He brought his wife along!!!

P : Erm… Well you should’ve told him it’s a private supper for 2

J : hahaha

QiQi : =.= darn, wasted!

QiQi : hmm… *hatching a plot* maybe I can try failing my exams and attend the lectures again next term!

P : Hey, I did that before! I used to have a really cute biz law lecturer back in uni days and I failed his papers just to get remedial classes with him. He was so happy I aced my final paper and kept telling me as long as I’ve put in efforts, I can do it. I can’t bring myself to tell him the real reasons on why I failed.

kekeke....
Things that women do....
hmmm.... perhaps I should date a lawyer next...