Plato's Meno

The teacher talked about Plato's book 'Meno' in Philisophy class.
I drew hearts in my notebook. I drew hearts of all shapes and sizes. Some broken, some whole. Some were shaped like food. One was shapped like a clock with the hands at 10:10. One was put in a cloud. Thats so crazy. That a cloud would form out of water vapor and dirt and stuff, but inside of the cloud remained sky that was shaped like a heart. Another one tried to looked like a real heart with veins and chambers and blood platelets. I drew an eye with a heart as a pupil. I drew a bird thats wings formed into a heart. My page was filled with hearts. Probably over 33 hearts, but most likely less than 53 hearts. At the bottom of the page, I wrote 'My collection of triangles that have been indented by a wedge". The girl to the left of me saw my notebook page progressively overflow with creative heart drawings. I noticed her glance. So I would stare past her, because there was a window behind her. Then she would look at me, thinking I was looking at her, but I stared straight through her at a tree that looked like it was having fun just standing outside. I probably won't ever talk to her, unless I get handicapped and drop my pen to my left side in class...then I would ask her nicely if she could pick it up for me. Next class I might draw surly looking lesbians fixing up a 94' subaru outback. Even if we never talk, maybe I will keep me and her entertained throughout the semester