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If there is something that I wish I could redo it would be my history class from this past school year. I spent way too long hating my teacher before realizing that she is literally an angel sent to earth and that I love her so much.
I didn’t like her teaching style at first, but then I realized it actually made me learn. I just wish I didn’t spend so much time hating her class, because I love history. I would talk to her about random history crap all the time.
She was also a big newsies fan, and she even let me leave after my midterm to go watch the middle school performance of Newsies. Every time we went over Yellow Journalism or anything that had to do with the press she would point at me and mention newsies. She’s just as weird as me, I love her and would die for her. I’m actually really sad I’ll never have her as a teacher again. T-T
I might take AP Psych just to have her as a teacher again.
I never understood having a crush on a teacher till high school, sure my math teacher was attractive but now in history class I know what everyone who has had a teacher crush talks about.
I walk into class and give him a smile, getting there as early as possible so I can set everything up and not upset him. I take such detailed notes all class. Unless of course I stare at his forearms. His sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the veins prominent. His hands too. Then I snap back and start writing again. Yesterday I answered his question wrong and he said I was halfway wrong and I felt tears in my eyes in embarrassment. But today, passing my third test in a row, he told me I had done I good job.
We both love music and he called me smart for rewriting notes. Now even if I didnt want to rewrite notes I will.
God what is wrong with me? I love his smile, and the way he teaches with such enthusiasm...help me?
Today, this guy that has a crush on me -and has had a crush on me- listened to me ramble on and on about my TC. Hes listened to it and poked at it a few times harmlessly. Today was different. I told him about how TC had talked to me on Friday. I stay after school for community service and he stays with me for that hour every friday. I ended up telling him about my chronic migraines and stomach problems. He said he was sorry and it must suck. Then he said that i should tell him the days i feel crummy and he won't pick on me as much. It made me happy that he cared about me even a bit. As I told the guy -ill call him C- about that, he disgustingly said, "You care so much about a man who doesn't give a shit about you." The thought that C was even possibly feeling threatened by a middle aged man is outrageous. Especially knowing that I'm not going to try anything with TC. Anyway, another day another TC story
I had to leave him behind. Didn't even get to say goodbye. The school made me do the GAP program. He was the first one I told and he smiled and told me he would miss me and that I was one of the good ones. I bet he says that to all of his students though. I'm not even a student that he doted on so why am I so upset? I guess because I cared about him in some way. I'm gonna miss alot of things about him, especially his laugh. God his laugh was fucking contagious, and his smile. I made him laugh the hardest the day before I left. We were all talking about how freshman suck and how I now understand the hate they get and he said, "You'll feel the same way when you get older and have kids, you think your parents suck and are boring. They used to be cool before you were born." I laughed and retorted,
"You know what I love about you TC? You always make me feel so much better about myself." The man cackled and my heart swelled.
I'm gonna miss him and I arguing about our favorite bands. He loves AC/DC and I love Mötley Crüe. I actually want to do more notes in his class but I'll never be able to. I fucking hate it and will for a long while.
I want to invite him to my graduation, but if he doesn't come...I'll be heartbroken and resent him forever. What do I do!?
My friends that still go to school talk to me about TC all the time. I'm depressed and stay very depressed during the colder months. Right now I'm hearing a story over his sense of humor. I miss the man so much it hurts sometimes. He even mentioned me the other day when they played Mötley Crüe in his class, just saying I would hate his opinion on all things hair band related. I fucking miss him so bad I'm about to cry
Fuck my daddy issues. From day one they've had me see my male history teachers and go
"Is this a father figure? Is this who I will claim as my dad? Father look at my knowledge please be proud of me please."
