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a running tally of adorable things my 20-something year old math prof has said

donniesdonowitz

-“hold onto your hats, kids, we’re gonna do some algebra!!! ….what? that’s a saying! that people say!”
-“you know, they used to call richmond ‘fist city’. why are you laughing”
-“so, if you start your weekend with $250, and you end up sunday night with $10- stop laughing, you’re gonna understand adulthood soon enough.”
-“no, i can’t put my age in the spreadsheet, it’s gonna fuck up the results because you’re aLL 18 and i’m OLD!”
-“i’m sorry an old man yelled at you, but that happens in the city. you just gotta get used to old men saying mean things. they’re mean to me too.”
-him: “okay kids, someone tell me a joke while i erase the board”
me: “my life”
him: “you think your life is a joke now? just wait ‘til you’re a grad student. god i’m sad.”

donniesdonowitz

update:
-“you think you guys have it hard ‘cause you have to do a page of math homework? i have 10 credits worth of classes, which is a FULL LOAD for a grad student, my teaching job, my OTHER job… i haven’t slept in so long. who has coffee. no, fuck red bull i don’t drink that shit unless i’m desperate”
-“you know, space jam came on tv the other day. that’s one heck of a movie, kids”
-him: “you guys can call me whatever you want, honestly, as long as it’s not old man”
me: “who calls you that you’re like 25”
him: “I FELL ASLEEP WATCHING ONE MOVIE OKAY. ONE.”
-“i love my dog! he’s better than, well, most people actually”
-“i’m not smart just because i can do complex math in my head! ….okay maybe i am but my point is you can too someday”
-“you’re not bad at this just because you can’t figure out the problem! that’s why you’re in school. you gotta learn how to do it first! i believe in you!”
-“are you telling me none of you full grown 90’s kids know how to use an excel spreadsheet??? i take it back i don’t know if i can do this anymore”

donniesdonowitz

this got like 300+ notes in two days so here’s another update for y'all:
-“stop putting yourself down! you can do math! it’s easy for me because it’s my career path. you can do it, i promise.”
-him: “uh….. i really should’ve worked this problem out beforehand. i forget how to do it.”
ta: “dude aren’t you learning theoretical math? this is ALGEBRA”
him: “shhhhhhhhh”
-“google maps should be able to tell you how many douchebags are on your route. yes, ellie, i remember every instance you’ve told me about.”
-him: “try this problem out! it’s a pretty cool one, the answer took years to figure out.”
me, twenty minutes later: “…..there’s no solution is there”
him & his colleagues, cackling like gremlins: “NO!”
me: “you let me STRUGGLE for that long????”
them: “yeah it was really funny”
-him: “you have FOUR SHOTS of caffeine in your coffee…. is your heart gonna explode”
me: “actually, maybe, i forgot to take my heart meds this morning”
him, doing a perfect impression of the caveman spongebob meme: “WHAT THE FU C K ELL IE”

donniesdonowitz

another update for today
-him: “so the variable is….”
me: “i don’t…. know”
him: “[strangled shrieking]”
me: “you good?”
him: “i am a hollowed out shell of a man”
-me: “bruh”
him: “don’t call me bruh”
me: “sorry dude”
him: “that’s better”
-“you know those old 90’s karate movies with the sensei that’s a complete asshole? i’d like to be like that, but for math. the asshole math sensei. that’s me”
-“i’m so old. do you even know what top gun is??? knowing space jam is one thing, but if you don’t know what top gun is i’m too old to be friends with you”

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we’ve almost reached 2k… time for another update
-me, getting my test back: “i hate myself”
him: “wait til you hit your mid-twenties. then that self hatred will really start solidifying”
-me: “so i /will/ pass out, but you don’t have to call an ambulance”
him: “you’ve been in my class for an entire month ellie. why do you wait to tell me important things? i get memes in my email but i don’t get to know important health concerns.”
-“apples are fun to throw at stop signs. what, i was young once”
-“i had GREAT sleep last night. like, four entire hours. god it was wonderful”
-him: “matrices really get me going”
me: “uh, what?”
him: “that means it makes you excited right?”
me: “yes but probably not the way you wanted to mean”

Source: chocolatelobster i aspire to be this kind of teacher someone stop mogi from blogging
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Free day

Sometimes Allura would give them time off. Days of lounging and playing and cooking. Days where they weren’t being shot at or talking in circles with aliens.

These were Lance’s favorite days.

He’d wander through the Castle popping in on the others as they went about their day. Sometimes he’d help Hunk or Pidge with whatever project they had, or clean and update the Castle with Coran. Keith had even managed to convince him to train with him on occasion.

Listen, it’s hard to say no to that face.

These days were easy and relaxed. Nowhere to be or go. But Lance had wandered for the better part of the day and he was starting to realize he hadn’t come across his boyfriend once.

“Hey, Shiro, have you seen Keith?”

“No… you check the training room?”

“Yeah…”

“I don’t know, I saw him at breakfast?”

“Yeah, ok, thanks.”

Two circuits around the Castle and he still hadn’t turned up. Lance was honestly starting to worry. Disappearing with no notice was his thing, and he knew what kind of things that lead to. What kind of thinking it lead to.

“Hey, baby…”

Lance peeked through the door to his room. He hadn’t expected to find Keith in his own room, and definitely hadn’t expected him to look like such a mess. But Keith wasn’t answering him. He just stood there, picking at his lips and fidgeting.

“Keith, baby?”

When he finally looked up at Lance, he was like a deer in headlights. Lance stepped in and the door closed behind him. The soft whoosh of the door managed to shake Keith from his frozen state and he began to pace.

Everyone on the ship knew about Lance’s depression. Hell, everyone in the universe probably knew about Lance’s depression. But it hadn’t taken him long to realize that Keith struggles with things as well, his anxiety was a force to be reckoned with, but he didn’t tend to let anyone see it.

The first time Lance had walked into his room to find Keith standing on his bed holding the ceiling up, he’d almost had a panic attack of his own. Lance approached his pacing boyfriend slowly, arms stretched out so that Keith could see what his intentions were and could stop him if needed.

Keith stopped abruptly looking at Lance as if Lance was going to attack him, but he didn’t move away or tell him to stop.

“Baby, can I touch you?”

Keith tensed, but after a breath, he nodded. Lance rubbed his hands up and down Keith’s arms before slowly pulling him into a hug. He let his hand comb through Keith’s hair, the other holding him close. He hummed as he did, feeling the stiffness in Keith’s bones slowly dissipate.

After a while, Keith arms came up to return the hug, and he cleared his throat, nuzzling into Lance’s neck a bit.

“Can we lay down?”

“Yeah, of course.”

Lance maneuvered them to the bed and laid them down, pulling Keith back close to him once they were settled. He continued to brush back Keith’s hair and swiped his fingers along his cheeks. Keith’s eyes closed and he took in a deep breath.

Lance started humming again and played with Keith’s hair until he was sure he was asleep. He took the time to stare at his beautiful boyfriend, to take in his soft features and even softer hair. He’d never admit to Keith how much he loved that hair.

“Mm I love free days,” Keith croaked out.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I get to do stuff like cuddle with you all day or have a mental break down without worrying about crashing and killing everyone in the process.”

“Babe.”

Keith opened his eyes and looked at Lance. He looked so tired and weary, but he smiled softly and bumped Lance’s nose with his own.

“You know what I love more than free days though?”

“Is it me? Please let it be me.”

Keith laughed and kissed Lance. “Funny enough, its is.”

They were two broken boys keeping each other together, some days doing a better job than others. The hard days were going to happen, tears would be cried, but they would be there for each other, and conquer them together.

Lance didn’t necessarily love days like that, but he did love moments like this. And he loved Keith. And free days were as good as any for both.

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