I'm in love with my English teacher. But not the typical "hot-for-teacher" kind of way. No, it's purely non-sexual. Instead, I love him as if a daughter would love her father. All through my high school career (which is coming to an end soon) I have unconciously replaced my lack of a father figure (other than an asshole stepdad, which hardly counts) with various male teachers. I wait in the lobby of the school every morning just to have a chance to talk to him (exchanging morning greetings) before third period. I take a little extra time repacking by books and such after class, just to have more of a chance to talk with him. He's going to be gone for three days this upcoming week, and as far as I'm concerned, those three days aren't even worth waking up for. I wouldn't mind graduating so much if it wasn't for him. I just want to give him a big hug. His wife is sort of a role model for me too. Why can't they just adopt me? :| Confess ID: c3fplods        Posted On: 29-Dec-2008