D Day has arrived!

[exsequar]

*jitters*

So my journal has been waylaid by bandslash this week, but that's mostly because I am desperately using it as my HAPPY PLACE since.... duh duh duhhhh.... today is poster session day!

MEEP.

So here's the thing. There's about, oh, 25 students doing summer chemistry projects, and today they're all going to be presenting posters on their work. They'll be up in the hallway (mine's already up \o/) and fellow students and chemistry professors are going to be wandering around for an hour, reading posters and asking questions.

That's right. Professors.

For the most part this is okay. Most of the chem professors are very sweet ladies and gents, and I'm sure they'll just be curious and asking questions I can answer just with my experience this summer.

BUT THEN THERE'S DR. MEHL.

So Dr. Mehl. He's youngish (about 30?), very hot, and terrifying. No really. He's kind of an arrogant bastard, absolutely brilliant, and whenever he talks to you he gets that nice hint of condescension in his voice that makes you want to grovel and say YES I AM JUST A STUPID UNDERGRAD, FORGIVE ME MY SINS. I actually asked my professor if we should be nervous about today, and he was like "No no it will be fine! They won't grill you! Well, Dr. Mehl may try to test you on your background knowledge, but THE REST WILL BE FINE." And I was like O.O Can I plz hide under a rock??? *hides face*

So yes. I'm very much scared of him. Hopefully he'll just give my poster a bored cursory look and wander away, but I'm afraid that's too much to wish for. My stomach's starting to do that flippy floppy nervous thing (though that might partially be the coffee... it does funny things to my tummy) and and um. *hides under a rock*

Oh the PLUS side, my poster is totally the prettiest Thai boy in the brothel. I put all my graphic design skillz to use and made it very clean and aesthetically pleasing, and I think it contains a good deal more information than the other posters I've seen. I'm very proud of it and hope I will not be crushed by the scary Dr. Mehl!

Speaking of pretty brothel boys:

OH RYRO. *puts him in my pocket*

Comments

[schneestern.livejournal.com]

Seriously, a guy with a surname that means flour? I think you shouldn't be afraid of him. Sounds like you did a good job with the poster, so good luck!

[tallisen.livejournal.com]

I will keep my fingers crossed for you, and hope that if said teacher starts to walk your way, someone who looks a lot like Mr. Bennett will walk by and take him somewhere private for a chat. ^,^

[jebbypal]

GOOD LUCK. You will be find. If he hassles you, tell him that you've taught yourself much of the background because it's not your boss's area of expertise either. :P

[shotofjack.livejournal.com]

I want to see your pretty Thai boy poster.

You will do GREAT. Tell Dr. Mehl that your friend Jack will kick his ass (and don't think I wouldn't - I love to tear apart young-ish arrogant too-smart-for-their own good jerks)

*hugs*

[darksylvia.livejournal.com]

OMG, Good luck.

Also *licks Ryan*

[bubbles83.livejournal.com]

Good luck!

If it helps, you could pretend that Dr. Mehl is Rodney McKay, and he's going to go home to his hot pilot boyfriend. Umm... I don't actually know why this would help you, but when you started talking about terrifying arrogant bastards it's the first thing I thought of.

[musical-emjay.livejournal.com]

OMG, good luck! *smishes* I'm sure you'll be fine, even if Dr. Mehl decides he wants to crush you. Just look into his hot, sneering face and wow him with your brilliance ♥

Or maybe I'll just send Sammich on over so he can punch that bitch in the throat. Y/Y?