if I didn’t look so dang lovable

This story is absolutely true. Not the fact that my heart is a black emptiness powered by hatred, but the exchange that I had with the student. It was a grade 9 science class that I used to work in, and the student was one that I enjoyed bantering with (or else I very likely would not have said what I did).

On a related note, I learned to accept a long time ago that I am almost completely unable to intimidate anybody that I really want to. As the alt-text says, ah well! [February 9, 2012]