Of Class and Confusion?

Mar 10, 2008 - 17:46 PM PST

[The following were actually written on spare paper in Finance as I mulled over the morning's happenings]

I have no idea why my professor is being nice to me. She's supposed to be evil

This woman has sent me home bawling from class, multiple times, because I just couldn't deal with the way she made me feel. But now she gives me an image and Photoshop magazine? I'm confused.

To some, this evil professor giving me a magazine about photo manipulation may mean nothing. But I know it's so much more. It's her way of showing favoritism. Which confuses the hell out of me, because I was certain that our hatred for each other was an unspoken, but painfully obvious, thing.

She's the evil, rude, bitch professor that everyone hates, who rips everyone to shreds over the tiniest, stupidest shit. I'm the easily pissed off, territorial student who martyrs her own time, mind, and grade to protect her groupmates from a tyrant who will dock them points for unfair things. We're not supposed to like each other. The only nicety we're supposed to show toward each other is the fake, passing niceness of keeping up a professional relationship: her for her job, me for my passing grade.

Why is she being so nice to me? What the hell is going on here?

[later]

Oh my god! I've got it! This is just her little game! She's got to be doing this to freak me out and rial me up. She's purposely trying to drive me crazy by confusing me. Well it won't work. I'll hang on to the magazine and benefit from it, but only because I can use the knowledge...

Wait... That doesn't make any sense. Why would she try to mess with me like that? Maybe she's actually not evil. Maybe she's trying to be nice to me??? But why now? What changed?

GAH! I'm still just as confused as I was before!