Actually, eff that.
Dear All Female Readers of this Blog,
That second X chromosome employed by your kind always keeps me guessing, but perhaps never in a more confounded way than you, Katie. Now listen, I’m not claiming that you and I were meant to be in any way, shape or form (even though the header quote would imply I do believe that…I don’t rush to love, the quote just kind of fit. If I could substitute ‘like’ for ‘love’ it’d be more appropriate of our situation). After all, how could I, we never even hung out outside of the academic institution we met at. You deemed that impossible because you, “aren’t dating during grad school.” I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’ve gone through periods of my life where I’ve taken breaks and what not, but to swear it off for the better part of two years seems asinine to me.
I understand the whole ‘need to focus on my career’ and crap like that; but if undergrad is a good time to contract an STD because of all the random sex, which (un)fortunately I wouldn’t know about (allow me to explain, the ‘fortunately’ part was about the STD, the ‘(un)’ was in regards to the lack of sex I had in college)…where was I? Ah, graduate school seems like a perfect time to meet someone who might play a significant role in your life, instead of just the next morning.
Think about it, at this age we are (for the most part), waaay more mature, know a little bit more about what we want out of life, and given we were in the same program, we obviously have something in common. Last but not least, given the flirtatious nature of our relationship, I’d say its safe to see we are attracted to each other on some level. Again, I’m not claiming either one of us wanted to have a single drink then play ‘just the tip, just for a second, just to see how it feels…’ But you see what I’m getting at, right?
Why not give it a try? You are so career driven that I can’t see a romantic relationship getting in your way so much that you fail out of grad school. Would it be that big of a deal if your GPA was a 3.87 instead of a 3.94? I guess you could have just been letting me down easy, but since I know for a fact you have not gone on a date, and have only had one drunken makeout in over a year and half since you started school, AND the aforementioned flirting that went on between us, I doubt that you were. Of course, I have been known to completely misread situations (more or less every one) in the past, so who the eff knows. What is it about females? It can’t be as simple as that extra X chromosome, can it?
Anyway, if you were letting me down easy, it’s cool, I understand. If not, we’ve got another few months before our door closes. I suggest attempting to take a step through it with me. Wow, after that horrificly cheesy metaphor, I guess I’d understand if you aren’t interested in a drink, or making out.
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