Dear Professors Of My Lovely School...

I really kind of like you. 

All of you. 

You are kind, pretty and witty as hell.

You are old and wrinkly.

And that just makes me love you more.

You aren't afraid to voice your opinions. 

You make me think beyond my normal thinking capacity.

You hate the people that I hate.

I can tell because you roll your eyes when they ask questions you just took time to answer. 

I love you.

I really do.

I love when you call people out for texting or sleeping in class.

I like when you make random references to people NONE of us have ever heard of.

I like the fact that you show up to work everyday with a smile on your face.

I like when you tell us about your home life.

I like that you are awkward.

And fun.

And sometimes drop the f bomb.

Or make dirty jokes. 

I like that you are so NOT oblivious to how much we party on the weekends. 

I like that you sometimes let us go early.

I just like you.

So, keep it up classy men and women of the University of Oregon.

You are making my going to school here twenty times more enjoyable. 

Thanks. 

Love from, Hannah Muller

(The girl sitting in the middle of your 400 person lecture class, who enjoys being there each day.)