SANJAYA!!

I met him! Don't let all my exclamation points lead you to believe I was shaking and weeping like some dumbass schoolgirl. It was merely another surreal moment in my life -- this 17-year-old whom i've mocked, yet felt sorry for, for 3 months, was suddenly before me. His hair dangled seductively toward his shoulders, his wispy mustache as intoxicating as ever. He smiled politely as he sauntered down the hall. And when he got by me, my powerful presence commanded his attention. Our eyes met. I opened my mouth. "Hi, how are you?" I so eagerly wanted to wrestle him away from his handlers and run away with him to a safehouse, where I could teach him The Truth over time and build up his cynicism and toughen him up. I resisted, settling for this brief run-in. Sanjaya DOES have manners. He opened his mouth in response to mine (suddenly this DOES seem like a gay porn beach read), flashed those pearly whites and said HELLO directly to ME. ME!!! Oh, SANJAYA!! Sweet, polite, terribly misguided Sanjaya. I genuinely wish him the best. If anything, I hope he's stocking away whatever money he's making. SanJAYA!!!!!!!!!!