The Dark Side

Do you want to hear a secret?

Are you sure?

For the sake of honesty and at the risk of losing friends, I have become...a complete nerd. (Not a dork. There is a difference. Right, Brigid?) Not only do I study for the majority of my days, stay up late on week nights studying, beg my boyfriend to study with me (not talk! Would you quit distracting me, Sean?!), when I'm not studying I'm thinking about it. When I wake up dewy and sleepy-eyed in the mornings, I begin mentally scanning poems we covered in class. It sounds like a joke, but, oh no, it's true. I've turned into the the type of person I used to make fun of. My drug of choice is now nasal spray (I call it my liquid cocaine), my companions are Donne and Wilber and Wordsworth and my heart is light.

Now you'd think I would hide this in order to ensure that my incredibly savvy, uber-sexy boyfriend would still be seen in public with me. And trust me, I was worried at first. Then I realized that he failed to notice this dramatic shift from cool because he had long ago crossed over into the dark side and in fact, had become its king.