Transformation
"I 4got to tell you to hav ur hair cut, you will face the class and serve as model."
-A text message by my CT (Critic Teacher).
Eversince vacation, I felt that growing fear about me turning into this what they call as model (not the type like Victor Basa or Naomi Campbell or Alessandra Ambrosio). My friends spent a lot of time advising me about this career I "chose"---or, better yet, my parents chose.
So I've already had enough of the advice. I've already listed down my plans in this career and the career after it (with my friends' help, of course). It's already planned. But the thing is, I have to undergo these test first (nothing is easy in life, okay!?).
A few days ago, Superfriend Kat and I were talking in our own Reading Area/"faculty room" when I came into the topic of looking like a 'stereotype' teacher. It's not that I'm talking about all the teachers I know but the 'stereotypes'.
My hairline will retreat from my forehead!! My face would always be a frown!! I would always look so stressed out (I already am!! I am thinner than a crowd in a K-Fed concert!!!!)!! I would always blog with numerous excalmation points!!!! (Uh oh, there goes the symptom!!!!!!) I would lose my sense of fashion (take note: my sense of fashion--not everyone's or anyone's sense of fashion).
This morning, one of my students approached me as I collected their workbooks. I was beside my CT when this (older-than-me looking) boy came up to me and asked me about my bag and my necklace, "Sir, why do you like 'Death Note' like that on your bag?"
And he annoyingly added, "Sir, why is your cross (on your pendant) upside down?"
My CT made no comment about it. Anyway, it's not a catholic school so I guess freedom in terms of choice of religion is tolerated, right?! (BTW, what religion am I talking about? I have no fucking idea!!)
Then now they're going to have my hair cut?!! It's not even long enough for me!! WTF!?! Now I'm going to show my forehead to the whole class---noooooooooo!!! (Exaggerated??)
And then I have to condition myself tomorrow--my first full-blown (I love the sound of that!! FULL-BLOWN!!) lesson. I have to be puerile no more!! I have to quit acting as if I'm easy to pull down.
Damn it, I will use that PSS (Patayin Sa Sindak) Approach my classmate Marielle formulated!! Rock and ROLL!!!
- Notes from a future terror teacher (???? That's if I can be one!! Let's see tomorrow...)
-A text message by my CT (Critic Teacher).
Eversince vacation, I felt that growing fear about me turning into this what they call as model (not the type like Victor Basa or Naomi Campbell or Alessandra Ambrosio). My friends spent a lot of time advising me about this career I "chose"---or, better yet, my parents chose.
So I've already had enough of the advice. I've already listed down my plans in this career and the career after it (with my friends' help, of course). It's already planned. But the thing is, I have to undergo these test first (nothing is easy in life, okay!?).
A few days ago, Superfriend Kat and I were talking in our own Reading Area/"faculty room" when I came into the topic of looking like a 'stereotype' teacher. It's not that I'm talking about all the teachers I know but the 'stereotypes'.
My hairline will retreat from my forehead!! My face would always be a frown!! I would always look so stressed out (I already am!! I am thinner than a crowd in a K-Fed concert!!!!)!! I would always blog with numerous excalmation points!!!! (Uh oh, there goes the symptom!!!!!!) I would lose my sense of fashion (take note: my sense of fashion--not everyone's or anyone's sense of fashion).
This morning, one of my students approached me as I collected their workbooks. I was beside my CT when this (older-than-me looking) boy came up to me and asked me about my bag and my necklace, "Sir, why do you like 'Death Note' like that on your bag?"
And he annoyingly added, "Sir, why is your cross (on your pendant) upside down?"
My CT made no comment about it. Anyway, it's not a catholic school so I guess freedom in terms of choice of religion is tolerated, right?! (BTW, what religion am I talking about? I have no fucking idea!!)
Then now they're going to have my hair cut?!! It's not even long enough for me!! WTF!?! Now I'm going to show my forehead to the whole class---noooooooooo!!! (Exaggerated??)
And then I have to condition myself tomorrow--my first full-blown (I love the sound of that!! FULL-BLOWN!!) lesson. I have to be puerile no more!! I have to quit acting as if I'm easy to pull down.
Damn it, I will use that PSS (Patayin Sa Sindak) Approach my classmate Marielle formulated!! Rock and ROLL!!!
- Notes from a future terror teacher (???? That's if I can be one!! Let's see tomorrow...)
