argon

god damn, cute girls make me revert to the 7th grade. Yesterday my psych prof was away at a confrence, so one of his grad students gave the lecture. She was super cute. She had the cutest face and hair and her outfit was really attractive, and at the same time she had that sort of basic style sense that made me think maybe might be the type to like girls. i was just noticing all these things when i had a question about the lecture. As soon as i opened my mouth, my voice left me, my throat cut off and my question stopped half asked. thankfully, enough had gotten out to make it clear what i was asking and so she moved on, but boy did it make me feel like i was 13.