One day as we were sitting in geology class I began leafing through my binder. There were many drawings in it, mostly soccer related. I stopped on a particular page, my first, and probably only, page of notes from the previous semester’s dynamics class. At the top of the page I had written the name of the required textbook (Beer and Johnston) and underneath it was a full body drawing of the professor, Mr. Nateghi. There were some equations regarding velocity and acceleration and then what seemed like my own work in determining the equation in the Cartesian system for the polar coordinate equation r = 2(1+cos θ). Further down the page I had written all the things I had sacrificed during the time that I had asked Gita out (the money spent on perfume and my haircut, my clothes, the time wasted on preparations, the televised 1991 European Cup Final that I skipped, etc.). Below that was a picture of a girl, unmistakably drawn by Ardi, with my name entangled in her hair, tiny hearts pouring down from her and the name Gita written under her. To her side Ardi had written “Ramin is in love with Gita Seddigh”. The page concluded with Ardi endorsing his artwork.