You know you're obsessed when the only reason you enter an essay contest is because the prize money is enough to get you, your mom, and your favorite social studies teacher (who has wanted to go to Russia since the 70's when she was in collage), and a friend or two to St. Petersburg to see all the palaces, historic sites, etc. You also know you're obsessed when you feel like exploding because the teacher to whom you entrusted the essay never turned it in, and you tell him he owes you a few plane tickets to Russia.
That is what happened to me. I'll never forgive that teacher, and if I told my old social studies teacher that, she wouldn't either.