So let's say that I attend one of the countries top schools, and I have class right after a cutting edge seminar for some business men and academics tend to attend to.
Furthermore lets assume that I am somewhat of a geek and I like to get in early - to read/ chill etc.
And let us say that the lecturer from the previous class have not yet left when I came in and sat down. Further more he was still talking to several of the people who he was giving the talk to.
Now here is the situation. It so happens that I was listening in and I understood what they were talking about. After they were done and leaving I approached and attempted to ask question that made perfect sense in context they were talking about - only to be told my question was not understood.
Lets assume that I took that graciously and said that they were right and I needed to do further reading before attempting to ask the question.
Now lets go further in or assumptions and say that the people that left, with the cutting edge research forgot a memory stick on the desk near computer on which I seconds later checked my email.
I hypothetically pocketed the memory stick to find out "who it belongs to" and return it to its owner.
Now after having discovered a lot of research on this device. What do I do? Do I return the research to the owner? Do I publish it on the web - with my own notes on content? Do I find the owner and ship/give the research back to him?
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Monday, April 7, 2008
Sex with Teacher
Despite being in a stable and long term relationship, I cannot help but think about certain Teacher, that caught my minds eye.
I have been trying to explain to myself why is that, that I want him so badly? Why is that that I whenever I want myself to do something extra ordinary all I have to do is to think that there is a chance of him watching me?
I have been reading sever scientific and other opinions on it, and the closest to what I think is happening to me I think I found here
http://hugoschwyzer.net/category/student-crushes/
Yet I am afraid I have to go further, because while this text carefully examines how a professor should treat their relationship with a student, it doesn't examine the other possibilities for student's feelings as closely as I would have liked.
And it is not as though he is physically attractive. No not in a classical way. I am taller then him(Much) and he has got higher pitch of voice then I am used to, but I have never met a mind as agile as his. I feel like a snail in his presence and for me it is highly unusual feeling.
It's so deliciously wrong, but it gets me going every time. I want to monopolise him, I want to talk to him day and night, to drink him from top to bottom, all of his life, thoughts, knowledge, until he starts repeating his life stories for the third time.
It's not a state where he is my muse. Yes I started writting poetry again. I started a blog and then another, and yet every time I am around him I go tense.
More closer state of being is obsessed. I am obsessed with him. I read his papers, looked at the books he reviewed, tried looking for rewards, photos and others. Haven't found much. But once again my suspicions were confirmed that he is something better then a genious,
he is a normal person, who has himself, made his mind the way he wanted it to be.
It is hard to know I am never going to get the one thing I do admire and want out of this school. Yet I am happy simply for the fact that I met him. I cannot say he revived my faith in education, nor that he revived my faith in humanity.
Its just that he is intelligent, humourous, charming, brilliant, real, good, nice and naively optimistic person. It is so different to everything I am, and possibly ever be that I am drawn, incredibly drawn towards it.
Yet I dare not touch it. Because in someways he will always be sacred to me.
I have been trying to explain to myself why is that, that I want him so badly? Why is that that I whenever I want myself to do something extra ordinary all I have to do is to think that there is a chance of him watching me?
I have been reading sever scientific and other opinions on it, and the closest to what I think is happening to me I think I found here
http://hugoschwyzer.net/category/student-crushes/
Yet I am afraid I have to go further, because while this text carefully examines how a professor should treat their relationship with a student, it doesn't examine the other possibilities for student's feelings as closely as I would have liked.
And it is not as though he is physically attractive. No not in a classical way. I am taller then him(Much) and he has got higher pitch of voice then I am used to, but I have never met a mind as agile as his. I feel like a snail in his presence and for me it is highly unusual feeling.
It's so deliciously wrong, but it gets me going every time. I want to monopolise him, I want to talk to him day and night, to drink him from top to bottom, all of his life, thoughts, knowledge, until he starts repeating his life stories for the third time.
It's not a state where he is my muse. Yes I started writting poetry again. I started a blog and then another, and yet every time I am around him I go tense.
More closer state of being is obsessed. I am obsessed with him. I read his papers, looked at the books he reviewed, tried looking for rewards, photos and others. Haven't found much. But once again my suspicions were confirmed that he is something better then a genious,
he is a normal person, who has himself, made his mind the way he wanted it to be.
It is hard to know I am never going to get the one thing I do admire and want out of this school. Yet I am happy simply for the fact that I met him. I cannot say he revived my faith in education, nor that he revived my faith in humanity.
Its just that he is intelligent, humourous, charming, brilliant, real, good, nice and naively optimistic person. It is so different to everything I am, and possibly ever be that I am drawn, incredibly drawn towards it.
Yet I dare not touch it. Because in someways he will always be sacred to me.
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