Thursday, May 13, 2004

Not a Virgin

In every teacher's life, there comes a time when you get so mad you storm out of class. Today, I lost my virginity.

I stormed out of class for the very first time. Not before I told them I was "fucking tired" of their nonsense and that if they didn't want to do the work and listen, then it was fine and dandy with me. Tossed their essays back, gathered my stuff and swept out of class. Plus, I had the perfect skirt to sweep out with.

So there. My first time. As I'd imagined it. It's been building for a while, and I've been toying with the idea for a long while. The only thing holding me back was the repercussions. Was I ready to face what would come after that? Would I expect them to call me after that and be really disappointed and upset if they didn't? Would I be able to look at myself in the mirror after that? I mean, what type of person would I be if I just lost it like that, on a whim?

But then, at 1420 hrs today, I knew. I just knew it was the right time and right place. Screw the consequences, I had to get it out of my system and they'd been fooling around with me for far too long. I was ready and God, it felt good.

Now, I just hope I don't get into trouble. Must not miss my next period.

Ondine tossed this thought in at 17:36

2 thoughts...

2 thoughts...

At 6:22 pm Blogger Tym said...

Now you can truly call yourself a teacher. :)

At 10:30 am Blogger Terz said...

Ah, what was that line from Braveheart:

"Now you know what it means to hate. Now you are ready to be king."


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