intellectual discourse

So like usual most of my professors seem to have some sort of bizarre love for me.  Case in point last class, a theory class in the realm of the photo, i had not read the readings due for the day.  So instead of participating in the grueling banter i chose to take refuge in my mind as i quarreled each point the others brought up.  I also developed an idea for a future installation but that is not here nor there.  

On this particular day i had to stay at the end since i had to give a synopsis for a presentation i gave while said professor was not in class.  She turns to me and asks "was the conversation today redundant for you?"  Now this could be read as a condescending question pertaining to my inability to vocalize and be filled with disdain.  No this question was posed in quite the opposite manner.  It was in the apologetic manner that is usually reserved for perhaps a grad student or a visiting artist.  I then rattled off my rationale which broke down to the argument itself being flawed and she seemed to agree with me.  She then proceeded to tell me to pick up the visual reader a book on the grad level, but she believes it would be beneficial for me to read.

Bizarre.  My collegiate career has been filled with these sort of over the top theories of grandeur pertaining to myself and my work.  Its a hard thing to get a handle of when you have graduate students come up to you and tell you your work is compelling and great.  The facade is a beautiful thing, everyone should try one.