Ok, not really, but my new teacher is the next best thing.
Yesterday was the first day of the new quarter. I got there early for my first class and waited for the students from the previous class to file out before finding a spot. There in the front of the class was a student standing, for what I couldn't tell. Finally, the teacher about to vacate the room introduced the "student" as the teacher of my class. Hubba Hubba.
Turns out she's Mexican/Indian mix and what a nice combo the two make. It turns out she is a student, just not at the school I'm attending. She's a post-grad student at UW, and I'm taking the second class she's taught. If I were to guess her age, I'd say she's somewhere along the lines of 27ish. She still seems a little nervous and the curriculum seems a bit vague, but I'm sure it's not easy putting all this stuff together. Still, I wish it was a little better defined.
She dressed more like a student than a teacher. She wore a mid-thigh skirt, boots, and a white sweater over a low-cut yellow top that showed more cleavage than you'd expect to see at a plumbers convention.
This could be an interesting quarter.
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