thenextksmith

Earlier today I got a phone call from a potential Grad student at work. She was from Ireland and had the sweetest, subtlest little accent. I was completly enthralled by her and went so far as sending e-mails to her and her counselors just to make things easier on her. Something we don't normally do because most students are assholes.
Anyway, I had to send her an e-mail with some info about a company she had to send her transcritps through and what not and I just got a response back. It was nothing big, no long-winded, tragically poetic yarn. Just a simply thank you for the help. As I read it, I pictured her saying it in her adorable little accent. The first thought that came to my mind was "Awww shucks" and I literally blushed. Me blushing is just...wierd.

I don't know what it is about girls with accents that drives me crazy, but I love them. I guess it's the sense of mystery that the accent gives off. The fact that no, they're not from here. They're different but still beautiful, perhaps because they're so different.

I suppose we all have kinky little things like that.