04 August 2009

""is this my calling?"

"Mr. Defensor, is it really my calling?"

but i can't hear the phone ringing.

A professor is questioning our intentions..

just for degree? diploma? finding a way just to cross college sound and safely?
And this professor says "GET OUT" with no trace of courtesy for human kind and a "NO" to the most prestigious opportunity that would arrive on our blossoming ideals just to continue discouraging us.

and it's not Mr. Defensor, for this time, he's the protagonist.

"what to write?"

am I being dolt if I'm asking that question?

or be dumbfounded to ask, "how to write?"

that will be the case if you ask this certain professor, but for the dean, he'll just say, "PUTANGINANG YAN ANDYAN NA YUNG MGA HAND OUTS HINDI NIYO PA BINASA."

sounds brutally harsh, but unlike the professor who never did anything but to practice our mistakes again and again and makes us feel we were the last person on earth who would publish a respective article and be stupid for that.

While dean is just reminding you that he never missed any blank spaces on nurturing our minds.

We just need a listening ear and a cup of warm coffee and in it, we'll be served.


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