Pornography of My Inner Universe
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Fantastic FIfth

By Wild Ice

Recently, I found this news in Yahoo! about artists hiding in their own masterpieces by painting on themselves and making themselves invisible in the picture. Lately, I felt almost the same when I came to a epiphany that I can be invisible... at least to my students!

At school, I wear these huge uniforms and I blend in with the other teachers simply because I wear it. But I go casual... It felt like Invisible Girl, though I'm not really invisible and I'm not really a girl (not yet a woman... WHAHAHAHA!)... There were times that I would find my students in the street and I would stare at them, smile at them and go closer to them without them even recognizing. I found it funny.

I thought that would be the last time I would encounter such. But yesterday, when i found two of my students in the street while I wore my simplest casual shirt and shorts, I stared at them closely and not a single sign of recognition flashed on both of their faces. One of them just looked at me for a second and no more. It's not that they were snobbish or they didn't really care about me; I know them. They were not the type who snob teachers even outside school.

And a while ago, after we had our activity, I immediately changed clothes (from my huge pants and sort of big shirt to my fitting gray shirt and black skinny jeans) as soon as I got out of the school. When I walked down the streets, the students barely recognized me at all. They never gave any sign that they found Mr. Garcia walking like a bad ass in the street.

And I dressed up before I go out, I was listening to "If U Seek Amy" and reminisced about the video when Britney dressed from wild to simple; I was doing the topsy-turvy version. Well, only five months to go and I'll be 100% back to MYSELF!! I'll harvest my own self back to where I should be, not where I pretend I am.

 

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