Inappropriate crushesAs a teenager I was obsessed by my piano teacher - I hated playing the piano, but carried on because she was so lovely. OK, it was because she used to wear very plunging necklines.
I even stopped practicing because the worse I was, the more she'd sit at the piano to show me how to play a piece and I could stand behind her and look down her top.
Aaaaargh. Confess your own crushes so I don't look like a breast-obssessed stalker.
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chthonic, Thu 28 Sep 2006, 10:42)
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Work-related wrong'unI used to have a bit of a thing for this girl at my old place even though, objectively, she was a bit of a munter. A hatchet-faced misery even. Surprising then that I'd spend many an afternoon in a blissful reverie centred primarily on boshing one right up her chute. God knows why. Jolie laide? Fuck knows.
The French, eh? They've got a word for everything. Except shallow. Les twats.
(, Mon 2 Oct 2006, 18:48, closed)
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