Si Disiplina o Si Ligaya

It is really getting harder and harder figuring out what to write next. Fortunately, a news clip from "24 oras" gave me an idea. They were showing a video of some poor Filipino families frolicking on Manila Bay, even though it was already prohibited by the authorities. You can also see cottages being built on the shore for rental. Ironically, there were also coast guards seen in the video seemingly unfazed by the whole thing. They do have a pretty tough job. How would they tell these people to pack-up and leave? They're not exactly hurting anyone or doing any crime per se, besides, the only reason why the ordinance was implemented is because the government wants to "protect" the people's health and well being... and the country's image too, I guess. Bale kung ikaw si mamang coast guard, na alam naman natin na mahirap din, pano mo sasabihin sa mga kapwa mo mahihirap na umalis.

Mamang guard na inassume kong mahirap din: "Huy guys, wag naman kayo dito, please naman o, wag na kayo magsaya, wala kayong karapatang lumigaya kasi wala naman kayong pera para bumili ng happiness. 

Mahirap na manginginom sa beach: "Kuys sandali lang kami, ok lang naman na magkasakit kami, hindi naman kayo bibili ng gamot namin diba? dito lang kasi kami makapag swimming ng libre. Pls pls pls.

Mamang guard na inassume kong mahirap din: K.

This is how I imagine the conversation will end up to. Lahat naman kasi nadadaan sa malinaw na pakiusapan. Close kasi lahat ng mga Pilipino. Iba yung bonding moments natin, sanggang dikit, kapit tuko. Tipong: Huy baka pwede namang pasingit sa pila. Kuya baka pwede namang pagusapan to o, 200 lang dala ko e. Maleleyt lang po ng mga 12 hours, konting antay lang po. Salamat huh? Labyu all.

Wag natin i-confuse to sa Filipino hospitality. Kasi pag sinabing hospitality, pakiramdam ko purong positivity to e, isang kaugalian na naipapakita sa mainit na pagtanggap sa isang bisita. Pero itong tinutukoy ko, ang "pagbigyan mo na" o yung "hayaan mo na" mentality, mejo malabo. Kinukunsinti kasi nito yung mga kamalian na dapat ituwid sa kadahilanang malabo rin. Pinagbibigyan ba natin sila dahil kapwa naman nating Pinoy? o dahil sa awa? o marahil tinatamad lang talaga tayong maging pabida?

Either way, this habit is clearly a manifestation of our lack in discipline. There is no denying that we Filipinos are having a major problem in this area. Discipline is something that was not instilled in our culture as a nation. It seems like it was not a priority during our upbringing. 

There are many reasons why we're not disciplined as a nation. The lack of proper education is one. GMRC touched the surface of how to be a decent human being as you grow older, but school can only do so much. At the end of the day, it will still fall under the responsibility of your parents. How were you brought up by your parents? Did they even instill in you how important it is to behave properly in public? or are they too busy minding their own immaturity? We can say lack of discipline can be associated with poor upbringing, immaturity, and irresponsibility.

Sa bahay talaga nagsisimula yan e. Lumaki ka ba sa pamilyang palamura? Lagi ba silang nagbabangayan kahit may bata sa paligid? Nagyoyosi ba sila sa mukha mo? Nagiinom? Nagmamarijuana? 

If you did grow up in this environment, it is more likely you'll end up in the same manner. You'll probably embrace the same behavior, just because you have considered it normal as a kid, without realizing it's totally unconventional outside the comfort of your home. If this is the case, we might be able to understand where you're coming from. However, if you do realize as you grow older (assuming you have a mind of your own) that the only reason why you're the way you are, is because of how your classless parents raised you, then you are definitely an immature inbred.

Mahirap din kung sabagay disiplinahin ang mga nasanay na sa "skwater" na ugali, ika nga nila, you can't teach old dogs new tricks. Pero kung wala ka namang buntot at hindi ka naman kumakain ng sarili mong suka, baka pwede ka namang maging disenteng tao. 

Naalala ko nung bata pa ko, habang nakasakay sa auto namin na nakabukas yung bintana, nagtapon ako ng plastic cup na may lamang softdrinks sa labas. Tapos tinampal ako ng nanay ko at sinigawan ng matindi. Nagulat ako kasi pati yung tatay ko nagalit sakin. Pahiyang pahiya talaga ako nun sa sarili ko. Hinding hindi ko makakalimutan yun kasi, imbis na galit at tampo ang maramdaman ko sakanila, hiya ang nangibabaw sakin. Kahihiyan sa mistulang simpleng bagay, na akala ko "okay" lang at lagi ko namang nakikita sa lipunan. Tumatak sa isipan at sa kultura ko yun. At kahit kelan hindi ko na inulit yun. Tipong kahit gustong gusto ko nang itapon yung basura ko, hahawakan ko nalang muna.

Tapos punyeta yung kaharap mo sa jeep magtatapon nalang ng basta basta. Iniisip ko nalang na walang breeding yung magulang niya kaya ganun. Alam mo yun, ang hirap, kasi hindi natin ugali bilang Pilipino na manita ng kapwa. Hindi kagaya dito sa ibang bansa, pag me ginawa kang mali, sasabihin talaga nila sayo ng harapan. Tipong shit, kung Pinoy ka na salta sa ibang bansa, alam nyo tong sinasabi ko. Kung hindi pa, try mo, ng makatikim ka ng "stateside na disiplina".

Dito na papasok yung immaturity. Napatawad ko na yung sarili ko kasi bata pa naman ako nun. Inosente pa, bobo pa sa ugaling tama. Lagi kong ginagamit yung immaturity na term kapag may nakita akong mali na ginawa ng isang taong nasa tamang-edad na. Ang masama neto, talamak sa tropahan mo, sa pamilya mo o sa sarili mo ang kawalan ng disiplina dahil sa immaturity. Lagi kang may napapansin na ginawa nilang mali, na pwede namang gawing tama, kung bibigyan lang talaga ng effort. 

The way I see immaturity is how a person thinks only about himself and not think about how his decision will affect others. An immature person doesn't see the bigger picture. He does things just because he feels like he can do it and not think about the consequences. Discipline is not existent in this way of thinking. This person acts like a child, no remorse, no guilt whatsoever.

Yung kaibigan mong dura ng dura. Yung mga nagyoysi kahit bawal na nga. Yung mga mag te-take out ng palihim sa buffet. Yung mga magnanakaw ng ballpen sa bangko. Yung mga ayaw i-silent ang phone sa simbahan. Yung mga hindi nagaayus ng upuan sa restawran at mga babuy sa lamesa.

Yung mga taong mag kakalat at sasabihing "May mag-aayus naman nyan, trabaho nila yun e". Eto yung mga lagi nating naririnig na paliwanag. Mga taong wala sa tamang wisyo, mga walang pakialam. 

Yes it is true that someone will eventually clean your mess for you. It is true that it is actually a part of their job description. But you didn't have to make a mess in the first place. You didn't have to make their job harder than it already is. Your whole being is reduced to the way you think in this situation. It doesn't make you cool even if you believe otherwise. Hindi ka madiskarte, o maabilidad. Ignorante ka. You are a child and your future children shouldn't be proud of you. It is unfortunate that they have you as a parent. 

And if by any chance you decided to become a parent. It would be your responsibility to incorporate a sense of discipline in them as they grow up. Do not let your parents' inadequacy be your standard of good parenting. Give them the right foundation while you still can. So when they reached the right age, you will be the benchmark of values for them. They will grow up thinking they were raised by responsible parents. If they happen to meet shitty people along the way, just be confident that they'll do the right thing and mind your own business. haha Whatever they decide to be influenced by when they grow up is mainly their decision. One way or the other, I can assure you they will always remember at least one instance when you corrected their mistake.

Regardless of what caused your lack of discipline, I also believe that a firm, and a strict law should be enforced. Rules should always be instructed and should be followed by every one. A strong and an unforgiving leader could be a major turning point on how we Filipinos perceive discipline. 

Kung tumawid ka sa maling tawiran, pagbibiyan ka lang ba ni mamang opiser? Kung hindi mo hiniwalay ang nabubulok sa di nabubulok, kukunin parin ba ni kuyang basurero o hahayaang maimbak sa harapan ng bahay niyo? Kung itatapon mo ba yung basura sa ilog, itatapon ka din ba ng pulis sa ilog? 

Kung may isang lider na may kamay na bakal, kung may lider na magpaparusa sa mga hindi sumusunod, magiging chill pa ba ang pamumuhay natin? Lagi na ba tayong matatakot at ilag sa mga kilos natin paglabas ng bahay? Willing ba tayong i-compromise ang kaligayahan ng Pinoy para sa disiplinadong pamumuhay? Magiging masaya pa ba tayo kagaya ng mga batang naliligo sa Manila Bay?

Ang Singaw ng Kili-kili ng Trabahador

Gusto ko lang sabihin na lagi naman talaga akong naliligo, pag kailangan. Kasi kanina 10:30 am pala pasok ko akala  ko 11:30 am, basta hindi ako naligo. Paliwanag pa e. Malamig naman dito't hindi ka pagpapawisan kaya okay lang. 

Dito talaga ako kinakabahan e, yung baka masanay ako sa "Malamig naman e, di ako pagpapawisan" mentality. Nasa Pinas palang ako pinagiisipan ko na to ng maiige. Kasi sa Pinas, sa sobrang init, matinding importansya na magkuskos ka ng mga libag, kundi mag-aamoy pambihira ka. Dito kasi sa Canada, kahit di ka maligo ng tatlong araw, okay lang. Sabi nila huh, di ko pa naexperience. 

Anyway, as you all know, I am currently working as a supervisor at a Subway store here in Canada. The work that I do is not easy. Well no work is really easy. The difficulty of a certain job is relative after all. My job is difficult in my opinion, because aside from the physical work, I also manage the day-to-day decision making in the store. And together, it could be very stressful. 

Don't get me wrong, I am NOT complaining. I love what I do. This is what I wanted ever since. Eventually, if everything goes smoothly, I am looking forward to be in a higher position-a manager hopefully. I chose this line of work. All I ever wanted to be when I was a little kid was to work in a hotel or a food establishment. I remember how fascinated I was as a child by the carpeted hallways in a hotel. I love that it has central air-conditioning units and that it has dimmed lights on every walls. The smell, the chill atmosphere, everything about it delighted me. These simple details ignited my desire to work in a hotel. 
I also dreamed of working in a restaurant.Mainly because I enjoy food, and I can cook. I aspire to manage a restaurant operation one day. I wanna have a say on what to put on the menu, the theme, the pricing, the market... everything. This is my passion.

Choosing Hotel and Restaurant Management in college is a no-brainer. Although I was encouraged to take something different. Something "better". Something that can get me a high-paying job in the future here in Canada. So I did. I took up a Computer Science course instead. It lasted a week. 
Haha I hated it. 

Ang daming math punyeta. Alam mo yung feeling na lahat ng katabi mo panay ang recite sa mga tanong ng prof, tipong alam na alam nila kung ano pinagsasabi ng prof, tapos ikaw, gulong gulo ka pa sa ibig sabihin ng algorithm! Hanep talaga, tapos yung differential calculus pang yan. Calculus nga halos kumain na ko ng naptalina, gawin mo pang differential. Sakit talaga sa ulo. Sakit sa pride na yung kaklase mo nakagawa na ng "Reg Form" sa HTML, ikaw, hindi mo pa alam kung san makikita yung software. Kaya tuloy sa may Waltermart nalang ako nagpapagawa ng Regform e, mura lang naman. La pa effort. 

Thinking I would be working in an office for the rest of my life, It just didn't feel right. I have nothing against office jobs per se, but I just can't see myself in a cubicle, typing and shit. I wasn't happy. I don't regret enrolling computer science for a week, because it made me realize how important it is to be very certain in life.

And I was certain that I will be happy studying HRM in the long run. And changing my course to it is one of the best decisions in my life. So now, yes, I am currently in a place where I always wanted to be. 

It wasn't easy looking for a job here in Canada. I tried to apply in some of the hotels near by, but most of them didn't call. The ones that did call gave me a phone interview, but it didn't turn out so well. I wasn't prepared. I didn't know anything about the hotels I was applying for. To be fair, I did apply to several hotels and I didn't expect them to call right away. I sounded unprepared and I didn't get the job. While sending out a fresh batch of resumes and doing walk-ins, Subway called and fortunately, they have an opening for a Sandwich Artist. I was really confident during the interview. Somehow I know I'm gonna get the job. I've said my piece and blabbered about being hardworking and adaptable to the environment, you know, the usual "I am very good in customer service and shit". 2 days later I got the job.

You'd think this is some kind of a success story or that this is merely about getting a job.

You see, getting this gig was easy for me. Work now is manageable. The hard part is convincing everyone that what I do is worth mentioning in a family dinner. Haha. fuck it right? I mean I don't really care, (I understand if you don't believe me, since I had to write a blog about it) but it is true man, I couldn't care less what they think about my job. I'm talking about this for the sake of talking about it, and just maybe you'd understand where I'm coming from.

The irony is that there is nothing wrong with my job at all. I mean I am a supervisor in the most popular franchises in the world. And If I'm in the Philippines, some would say it is a huge deal. In Canada though, it just isn't as prestigious as working as a doctor, or a lawyer, or anything that requires a suit. I grew up knowing that my relatives are very important people in the society. They have high paying jobs and they're in a respectable line of work. Some of them are really, really talented as well. Very articulate. Very decent in several aspects. Consequently, I have considered myself as the black sheep of the family, even today.

Pero naisip ko lang, kung sa Canada kaya ako nagsimula at nakapagtapos ng pagaaral, malamang sa malamang nasa "mataas" din akong posisyon ngayon. O kung siguro sa Brent, o sa Ateneo, o sa UP o La Salle Manila, baka hindi ko na kailangan mag Canada para makakuha ng magandang opurtunidad. Pero hindi e, hindi yun binigay ng pagkakataon sakin. Eto yung meron ako, nagawa kong panindigan, at napatunayan kong dito ako sa larangan to mahusay at higit sa lahat, masaya. 

I am proud of my accomplishments at my age. But that doesn't mean I'm done hoping for a better life. I am not finished yet. I still want to become a manager. I still dream of putting up my own restaurant in the future. I still dream of owning a resort in one of the best beaches in the Philippines. I still dream of giving my parents a farm and a small piggery.

Pero bago lahat to. Gusto ko munang magsimula sa baba. Gusto kong magisis ng kubeta, magtapon ng basura, magkuskos ng sahig at maglampaso. Gusto ko maranasan muna maghirap... paghirapan ang pera. Kailangan ko maranasan to dahil gusto ko, sa parehong paraang gusto kong maranasan to dahil kailangan ko. Magulo pero this makes sense to me. 

I wanna earn everything that comes to me. I wanna make sure that I could be proud of my accomplishments, because it was all me. I can say that all I will have in the future, I worked hard for. 

Gusto ko na kung may sarili na kong restawran at may mga sariling empleyado, gusto ko na pag sinabihan ako ng "Ikaw kaya magtanggal ng tae sa kasilyas!" Gusto ko malakas ang loob kong sabihin na nagawa ko din yan dati. Na me kredibilidad akong mag-utos kasi nautusan din ako dati. At pinaghirapan ko kung asan ako ngayon. 

Bakit ko ikakahiya na sa isang "pangkaraniwang" establisyemento lang ako nagtatrabaho? E ano naman kung hanggang ngayon e taga-gawa lang ako ng sandwich at taga dagdag ng gulay ng mga patay gutom na kustomer, na kung makapag "can you add more lettuce? can you add more pickles? Tangina sir, kambing ka dati? Wala kasing kaso sakin to e. Gusto ko bang tumanda sa ganitong kalagayan? Hindi. 



Kaya nga ako nagtatrabaho at nagiipon ay para mag tayo ng sarili kong negosyo. Hotel and Restaurant Management ang course ko. Para sa mga bobong iniisip na pagluluto lang ito, o sa mga nagiisip na para sa mga ampaw (maganda sa labas, hangin sa loob) lang ang course na to, tama kayo, haha madami ding ampaw, pero meron ding may potensyal! Bakit ang Business Management nirerespeto, pero pag sinabing Hospitality Management, my negative connotation? E parehas namang management? Ang labo, pero hayaan mo na. Bottom line, kung san ka masaya na course, suportanta ka.


Look, there are people who happen to grow up with a family business to inherit. Some were born geniuses. Some were born rich that they got the chance to obtain a first-class education. These people played life on easy mode, with cheat codes. 

Some didn't grow up with any of these but had the opportunity, and a huge deal of luck, to be in a better position today. They will always feel like they worked hard to be where they are right now. And that you are where you are because you didn't try hard enough, that you are incompetent. Maybe they're right, maybe they did actually work hard, and maybe you're just lazy as fuck, either way they will still feel entitled to look down on you no matter what. Where else do you look once you're already at the top?

Pero wag mo nang intindihin yun. Masyado kang busy para magisip ng magisip ng paraan para itaas ang sarili mo sa lebel nila. Pagod na nga katawan mo sa trabaho, pati ba naman yung isip mo papahirapan mo pa. Hinding hindi mo sila ma-pi-please kahit kailan. At kung may maliit na milagrong maging proud sila sayo, hindi mo na din dapat bigyan ng pansin yun. Kasi wala sila sa panig mo nung naghihirap ka, bakit kailangang andun sila nung maginhawa ka na? 

Paligiran mo lang ang sarili mo ng mga taong nagtitiwala sa kakayahan mo. Yung mga taong kasama mo sa hirap, yung mga nasasabihan mo nang reklamo sa trabaho ng walang panghuhusga. Sila dapat ang maging dahilan kung bakit mo pinagbubuti ang trabaho mo. Dahil gusto mo silang kasama sa pag asenso. Minsan, kapag sa tropa nanggaling yung "Shit bilib na bilib ako sayo! I'm proud of you!", minsan yun talaga yung tagos sa puso e, dahil hindi nila sinabi yun kasi obligasyon nila, sinabi nila yun kasi bukal sa kalooban nila. 

The Pinoy Chill

"Work, work, work, work, work
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Work, work, work, work, work!
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Working in retail or a food establishment forces you to listen to the same fucking song over and over and OVER again, to the point where you can remember all the words, but for some reason this Rihanna song is just impossible to memorize. 
Listening to this song a thousand times yesterday made me wanna write about the Filipino work ethic, not the positive side of course, 'coz that would be rather biased.

I just wanna say before everything goes to THAT place, Filipinos are unbelievably hardworking... when they're out of the country that is. They work two-three jobs to earn as much as they can. And they actually do their jobs PROPERLY. They are efficient, fast, and productive. They are tolerable with any circumstances they're handed with and adaptable to the environment they're in. I am lucky to work in a store where there are several Filipinos 'coz it makes the job a lot easier. But these are Filipinos I met outside the Philippines. Outside where there is decent compensation. An income that gives you actual buying power. Something you can get savings from. Ipon na pang-inuman paguwe mo sa Pilipinas kasama ang mga tambay sa kanto. Kasi ayun naman ang purpose ng pag-abroad mo diba? Para lumigaya ng panandalian kasama ang mga taong wala namang ibang kailangan sayo kundi ang laman ng bulsa mo. Ang mga tambay ng lipunan. 

It is a growing problem in the country, it has always been. I don't really know what the root cause is, but I wanna say the lack of a decent education, I had to say decent 'coz I do understand that there are a lot of unemployed graduates, but come on, let's face it, we all know that not every one is actually ABLE. If you graduated from college and you still don't know how to write a professional resume, you might wanna evaluate yourself right this second. Or maybe just kill yourself please. You're turning out to be nothing more than a statistic, and nobody likes statistics. Anyway, I could also blame the availability of the jobs you really want to apply for, the job that you spent 4-5 years studying (questionable) for. Or maybe there  are, in fact, jobs available for you, but you just feel like you're way too special for the work description, or the salary, or the location of the building, or the uniform, or the ID laces, or the color of the walls, or maybe you're just a little bitch who complains about everything. It could be any of those. 

Pero kasi, merong mga tambay dati na nagpursige o nakaisip ng mga tamang desisyon sa buhay. Naimbis na bumili ng bumili ng mga sound system na tatak "Sunny" o "Pensonic", e inipon nalang sa bangko para sa isang investment. Alam kong madaling sabihin na magipon, at mahirap talagang magipon kung kakarampot lang ang sahod. Pero alam ko kasi na maluho talaga tayo e. Andami kong kakilala (sigurado ako madami ka ding kakilala) na puro reklamo na wala silang pera, pero bili naman nang bili ng pinaka bagong Iphone, o ng bag, o ng pang dota, o ng putang inang isang libong pisong pabango, na hindi ko talaga maintindihan kung ba't nya binili kung naghihirap daw sya. 

Simple lang, pag nakuha mo sweldo mo, MAGTABI KA NA AGAD NG IPON (kahit singkwenta o bente punyeta ka pinaiinit mo ulo ko), tapos kung ano ang natira, para na yun sa bills o expenditures mo. Kung may natira pa, pang luho mo na yun. Yun na yun. Kung natira sayo ay isang daang piso, bahala ka sa buhay mo. Ayan lang ang nakalaan sayo, yan na yun e. Tangina ngayon ka magsisi hindi ka nagaral ng maayos. Isisi mo din sa mga magulang mo kasi hindi sila nagplano ng naaayon sa lifestyle nyo bago ka pinanganak. Isisi mo sakanila na pinalaki ka sa ganyang "culture", sa bahala na system.

Pagod na pagod na si Batman kaka-resolba ng mga problema mo. Wag mo siyang sisihin kung palpak ka sa buhay mo ngayon at kung sa tingin mo hindi nararapat ang estado mo sa buhay ngayon. You are solely responsible for the shits you are experiencing right now. It all boils down to that decision you made in the past. The saying is true, no matter how obnoxious it sounds. There is always a choice (ok typing a fucking cliche makes me cringe so bad). But you really do have an option for everything. It doesn't necessarily mean that you're always handed good options, but options nonetheless. It could be deciding for whatever is the lesser evil, or maybe a decision that could be a turning point in your life. Tough decisions. Everyone has had to make a tough decision once or twice in their life. So don't be a bitch and accept that you made that choice, man up, and take responsibility. 

You're either the "Siya bahala, ako kawawa" or you're the "bahala na". Eitherway, you're making a mistake. Don't expect a lot if you let others decide for you. You decided to trust them with that decision after all. You are responsible as much as the person you entrusted your decisions with. Accept that. If you're the latter, then I really feel sorry for you, 'cos there is a huge possibility that the result could not be helpful to you. On the other hand, yes it could be positive, but do you really want to risk the outcome based on a half-assed decision?

Syempre eto ay para sa mga malalaking decision, kagaya ng pag-papaabort mo sa 2-week old sa tiyan mo, O kung gagamit ka ba ng condom, o kung magaaral ka ba para sa board exam, o kung iiwan mo na yung pamilya mo. O kung magpapalit ka na ng trabaho. Eto yung mga desisyong hindi dapat dinadaan sa "bahala na system". Busy si Batman kalabanin si Superman, pati ba naman pagpili kung Android o Apple sa kanya parin. 


Isa pa sa mga factor siguro kung ba't ang hirap masolusyunan yung unemployment sa Pilipinas ay ang "mañana" or "mamaya na" habit natin. Kasi aminin na natin, napaka-hirap talaga maghanap ng trabaho kasi ang hirap mag commute. Ang init init pa satin tapos obligado ka pang    mag-islong islivs. Ni-hindi ka makakapit sa Jeep kasi malalaman ni ati na jinajabar ka na. Ang hirap! Ang hirap hirap kumilos pag basa kilikili mo. Tipong bawal mag grey. Bale ang ending, mamaya nalang, bukas nalang, next month na, hanggang punyeta 27 ka na wala ka paring nararating.

Nakakatamad kasi talaga, lalo pa't andaming kelangan isipin bago magsimula. Pamasahe, oras ng pagcommute, pag gising ng umaga, pangkain mo, atbp. Pero kailan pa? Hindi naman mawawala yang mga hadlang na yan. Try mo lang one time. Baka kasi pwede ka namang mag baon ng damit, o matulog ng maaga para ok ka pag-gising mo at wala pang trapik. Baka naman may trabahong malapit sa inyo para di mo na kelangan mag commute pa Maynila, baka di ka lang talaga naghanap ng maayus (Yung maayos a! hindi yung nag google ka lang tapos kung ano lumabas un na. Tanga mageffort ka, kung kelangan mong bisitahin ung pang-36th na page bisitahin mo, batugan na to).

It also doesn't help when you've tried over and over again to apply for a job and still not able to get in. It lowers your confidence and it just fuels your desire to take a break instead. Maybe you can find something that motivates you while taking a break. Maybe one day you'll realize that you're almost running out of time, and you still haven't achieved  anything important yet. Time... the lack of time could be the best motivation in your case.

Filipino Time on the other hand is different from the usual definition of time. Epal tayo e, gusto natin me sarili tayong terms. Para bibo sa international community. Why? Why did we ever have to imbibe on that culture as a nation. Is poverty not enough? Is corruption too easy for us? Why do we not care about the one thing we can never be certain of. The one thing that should be treasured the most. The thing we can never take back. Well NOT me though, I'm not trying to be an ass here but I have always valued time even before I was a kid. My mom made sure of that. There are so many things I should thank my mom for, but the one thing I'm entirely grateful for, is that she taught us the value of time. Time management, punctuality, respect for other people's time, things I have cherished till today. 

The shitty part is that the term Filipino-time is actually well known among Filipinos, ex-pats and tourists alike. It is evident everywhere. Government offices, schools, events, meetings, trips, AIRPORTS... anything that requires punctuality, Filipino-time exists. 

Kahit sa tropahan. Laging merong isang tropa na laging late sa lakaran. Tipong siya lagi yung cause of delay. Bakit? Bakit niya naiisip na ok lang na antayin siya palagi? Kumbaga iniisip niya kaya na hindi importante ang oras ng mga kaibigan nya? Ang badtrip kasi dun, dahil ikaw sa sarili mo, ayaw mong pagantayin ung mga kasama mo, gigising ka ng umaga. Mageefort ka na maligo ng paspasan, kahit hindi ka ayus na ayus na gulogulo pa buhok mo, o hindi mo naisuot yung relo mo sa pagmamadali, ok lang, kasi mahalaga sayo ang oras ng iba. Dahil nagaalala ka na baka mainip ung tropa mo kakaintay. Na baka masira yung araw niya dahil sa dismaya sa kakuparan mo. 

The problem here is that because you guys are friends, it is usually just looked upon, and not taken seriously. It becomes a laughing matter every drinking session. But it is not a small issue. It shows how insensitive you are towards your friends, it shows immaturity and the lack of respect. Nevertheless, true friendship can withstand shits like this. You learn to forgive that person because it is just one negative trait. It doesn't outweigh the best things about that friend. At the end of the day, it is somehow, not a big deal. But it really doesn't hurt if you apologize every time you're late. You have to actually mean it and go out of your way to alleviate the situation. Maybe buy them a drink or a smoke. It doesn't matter, as long as they see you try at least.


Maybe we will never be able to get rid of any of these mentalities. Maybe it is part of who we are as a nation. But I refuse to believe that. That we will never be able to improve. Kasi naturuan kami ng nanay ko e. Hindi niya ipinakilala yung mga kulturang to. Kahit kailan hindi pumasok sa isipan kong maging tambay ng mahabang panahon. Kelangan mag trabaho at huwag i-asa ang kapalaran mo sa iba. O siguraduhing hindi ka late sa mga importanteng pangyayari sa buhay mo. Baka naman kelangan lang talaga magsimula sa bahay. Isisi mo talaga sa mga magulang mo yan. HAHA kasi isipin mo lang talaga, ba't ba nagkaganyan ka? Ba't ba nagkaganto tayong lahat? Tama ba sa tingin mo ang pagpapalaki sayo? Me naalala ka bang isang pangyayari nung bata ka na nagpabago ng pananaw mo?  Abangan sa susunod na kabanata ng "Perpekto ka e, Taena Walang Pores"

"Brieeee, Asan ka?"

I recently talked to a friend via Viber last night. She found out that her ex-boyfriend just got back from (insert country), and that makes her a little emo nostalgic. Before I go on, I did get her consent to write about her in this post. Although it really isn't just about her in totality, I just want her to be a specific in the general idea that i wanted to convey. Disclaimer pa more!  
I'm just gonna paint a picture of her a bit. She isn't someone who you can consider "stunning" in the conventional way. She isn't tall, and she doesn't exactly have the breasts or the ass to make up for it. What she has is true quality. She is your typical Filipina who has genuine love for her family. She is smart, funny and incredibly witty. She is a college graduate and was able to find a decent job right after college. That showed responsibility and independence. She is also a very sensitive person, yet knows when to be brutally honest. She loves her friends dearly and is truly concerned  about their well-being. These are the reasons why I can't figure out why she lacks the one thing that will make her stand out, self-esteem. Don't get me wrong, She is attractive, wala lang siyang boobs pero she could be very presentable if she tries.

Self-esteem, self-worth, o confidence para mas klaro. These traits should be the culmination of one's personality. You have to value yourself above others, coz only then can people see your worth. They will respect you for it and they will see that you're someone who should be taken care of. This goes out to everyone who's planning to be in a relationship, any relationship. Respect for oneself is paramount. Love is overrated, it is definitely important, but it will only do so much in a relationship.

Having said all these nonsense, Ikaw na tinutukoy ko, wag mong isipin na dahil wala kang karelasyon ngayon e bumaba na ang tingin ng mga tao sayo, o ang tingin mo sa sarili mo.
 Alam ko malaking factor din na iniwan ka niya sa mga hindi pagkakaunawaang natural lang naman sa isang relasyon, pero ganon talaga e. Minsan talo, minsan panalo. Imposible namang kahit isang bes hindi ka nanalo sa pinagsamahan niyo, sayo na nga nanggaling na parang nakabingwit ka ng malaking isda. Wag kang bastos uy, ayun na, nagimagine na ulit siya. 


Dapat mo ring maintindihan na hindi lang siya ang huling taong manloloko sa yo at mangiiwan sayo. Madami pa yan sila. Sa parehong paraang marami ka pa ring taong masasaktan sa mga desisyon mo sa buhay. Hindi ka espesyal, hindi siya espesyal, hindi ako espesyal. Walang exempted sa panloloko, o sa kahihiyan, o sa pag-e-emo. Lahat nakakaramdam ng hirap sa paghinga at panghihilo kapag inaalala mo yung mga katangahang nagawa mo nung nakaraan. Lahat ng tao me dinadalang hiya, pero hindi nangangahulugan na doon na iikot ang mundo mo, o ang basehan mo sa kahulugan ng pagsisismula muli.


You just have to say fuck it and move on. It's hard as fuck but what else can you do? It already happened and thinking about it over and over again will definitely NOT help. 

You have to accept the fact that he's moved on. And you should too. I know starting over again, trusting someone new, lowering your defense are the hardest parts of getting in a new relationship. Wondering if that person will accept your flaws, your deficits or your weaknesses, or maybe if he'll appreciate your strengths and your accomplishments. But that's the risk you have to take, and if you're not ready to accept that reality, then you probably need more time alone. More time to rethink your priorities in life. You are not getting any younger, I understand that, but you're life is going where it's supposed to be. You have a job, a home, you have your friends, you have the luxury of buying things that you like, you have things most people will never get the chance to have.

Matuto ka lang magpasalamat sa mga bagay na meron ka. Wag kang umasa na bida ka sa paborito mong teleserye. Isipin mo isa ka sa mga extra na napadaan sa likod ng paborito mong artista, malay mo mas masaya pala yung buhay niya kesa sa bida. Malay mo kontento siya sa mga bagay na meron siya ngayon. Higit sa lahat, sino bang nagsabing si Nadine Lustre lang ang pwede maging bida? Gumawa ka ng sarili mong storya. Wag mong ikumpara sa isang imahinasyon ng isang writer ng abs, o sa mga kaibigan mong nakahanap ng tamang "flow" sa buhay, o sa expectations mo nung mas bata at inosente ka pa. Hindi ka lang isang parte nang isang pagsasama. Higit ka pa sa inaakala mo. 

Uulitin ko, masasaktan ka ulit. I-expect mo na na iiyak ka ulit at magiging tanga ng paulit ulit. Lilipas din yan. At kung

pakiramdam mo nawawalan ka na ng pagasa, basahin mo nalang ulit to. Mejo kapagod sa Viber magmarunong e. 

Tapos na ha... balik sa bida ng blog.

Eto yung mga namimiss ko sa Pinas. Yung may mag tetext nalang sayo ng mga madaling araw na magaaya maginom dahil me problema sila. O nalulungkot sila.

Namiss kong maligo ng isang buhos lang ng tabo solb na, kasi excited ka nang makipaginuman at makinig sa drama ng tropa. An dali lang kasi, sakay ka lang tric, tapos jeep, tapos tambay sa 7/11 ng mga isang oras kasi late yung hinayupak mong tropa. Tapos pag nagkita kayo mawawala na yung galit mo kakaantay, kasi siya na ang bida. Ikaw na ang extra sa buhay niya. Ang papel mo ay makinig, at makinig lamang. Pwedeng gumatong ng me mura pang kasama, pwedeng magpayo pag hiningi nya. Pero makinig ka lang, dumamay ka lang, konting higop ng beer, kinig ulit, hanggang maiba na ang usapan. Doon mo malalaman na nakatulong ka na.

Marunong Po Akong Mag Ano Po...

Malaki ang pagpapahalaga ko sa talino ng isang tao. Lalong lalo na kung sinamahan pa ng angking talento. Kasi wala ako nun. haha Badtrip wala akong talent! Yung talent na pwede sa Pilipinas Got Talent huh. So far pag-bukas ng Red Horse gamit ang bagang lang ang pwede kong ilaban. Proud na proud na ko nun kasi atlis me benefits! Ni wala akong alam na tugtugin na musical instruments. At hindi lang yun, Hindi din ako naenganyo sa kahit anong importanteng sports. Ang pagkakaalam ko kasi, dapat kahit  isa dun sa mga yun, magaling ka. E bokya. Pakamatay nalang. Lalo pa't sa Pilipinas ako lumaki, kung saan limitado lang yung paguunawa sa kahinaan ng isang tao, utak probinsya ganon. 'Matik na may panghuhusga agad na tipong wala kang kwentang tao kung di ka magaling sa sports o sa music. Kung baga sa loob loob ko, taena ka naman sir, kahit san banda naman tingnan mas angat ako sayo sa maraming aspeto. Ganyan, ganyang-ganyan mga dahilan ng mga walang talent e. Haha pero kasi yun talaga yun e. Marahil tanga ka sa isang banda, pero hindi nangangahulugan na wala ng saysay yung paghinga mo. 

Pero syempre hindi ka naman pwede umakyat ng PGT stage at sabihing "Ako po si Brian Flores, marunong po akong magpayo sa mga kaibigan ko. Me mga problema po ba kayo? Para naman tanga yun. O kaya, Andito po ako ngayon para makisalamuha sa ibat ibang tao, Marunong din po pala ako makibagay sa mga ugali ng isat isa kapag may inuman. Kaya ko pong tiisin makinig kahit wala na pong kakwenta-kwenta yung sinasabi nyo. Kaya ko ring kumbinsihin ka na pinupuri kita kahit na iniinsulto talaga kita sa katotohanan. *Sampol sampol sampol*!

I think I'm very good in socializing. I learned how to control my inhibitions when dealing with people. I mastered the art of observing one's personality. I got really good in determining the kind of person I'm dealing with. During a conversation, you can tell if a person is being sarcastic, or if the person is just fishing for compliments, or if they're trying imply something. Sentence construction says a lot about the kind of person you are. This "talent" allows me to adapt to the situation. I can anticipate if I need to back up a bit, or if I should be saying something constructive. It brings me joy every time I become condescending towards someone who's so full of himself. I like that he has no idea that he is starting to sound like a complete idiot to everyone hearing him. The icing on the cake would be if someone like me, understands what I'm trying to do, and gloats in the background. That is one talent I'm really proud of. 

I still hope I can dance or sing or play atleast 2 different instruments. It didn't help that my brother 

is incredibly talented in both music and sports. And I had to live with that as a kid. And It is torture. That is one of the main reasons why I had to make sure I'm smarter than him academically. I try to read as much encyclopedia volumes before. I enjoy reading trivia and answering game show questions. I try to get out of my brother's shadow ever since. Which I realize growing up, is a very natural thing among siblings. I took comfort in knowing that there is also someone out there feeling the same way I do.

I also hate it when someone brags about how talented they are, like in your face. Tipong huh? Anong gusto mong maramdaman ko? How pathetic are you that you have to make someone feel bad to make you feel good about yourself? Were you not loved enough that you tend to seek for people's approval? Magaling ka nga mag-(insert talent), bobo (insert something offensive) ka naman. HAHA yan talaga yung mga panlaban ng mga walang talent. 

Ang teknik ko jan, kapag may epal na masyadong mayabang, pupurihin ko yung ibang tao nang sobra sobra sa harap nya. Syempre hindi mo ipapahalata. Hahanap ka muna ng ibang makakarinig, tapos you have to make sure you reiterate how 

amazed you are with the other person. Hindi mo dapat isasali sa conversation yung mayabang. You will make sure na maramdaman nya na hindi mo sya inaatake, na gusto mo lang talaga purihin yung ibang tao at hindi siya. Kapag pinilit niya parin ipagsiksikan na mas magaling siya dun sa tinutukoy mo, dun mo malalaman na nagtagumpay ka... na nasaktan mo ang ego niya. 

Yang mga mayayabang na tao kasi, yan yung mga taong hindi na nakarecover nung elementary. Sila yung may pinaka magndang game boy dati sa school. E punyeta, pag ikaw may Game Boy dati daig mo pa lider ng cartel. Diyos ka, lalapit at lalapit sayo ang mga hampas lupa. The fucked up thing is I already know how to manipulate people even before. I was diabolical (I wanna share the details but I have to dig deep, 'cos I'm pretty sure there are so many fucked up things that I've thought of, or done, before puberty) At dahil nga madaming gustong humiram ng Game Boy mo, malakas ka, madami kang tauhan. Dun ako bilib sa sarili ko, mataas na pride ko dati pa. Sobrang taas, kasing taas ng hairline ko ngayon tangina talaga. So what I do is I'm gonna plan a way to divert the attention of the slaves. I will start a fucking game, or I'll convince a classmate to do something else, anything just to put an end to the mania. 

Just to be clear though. I am only like this towards assholes. I actually believe in praising one's ability.

Giving credit where credit is due. A phrase I truly believe in. Complimenting someone has never been a trait of a Filipino. Lagi nating iniisip na "Ay baka lumaki ulo netong hayop na to, wag nalang" "Ay taena baka isipin neto naiinggit ako sakanya pag pinuri ko siya", "Ayoko ngang aminin na nagagandahan ako sa bahay niya, mas maganda parin bahay ko" Laging negatibo. Ano ba naman yung, "Huy, nakita ko yung binili mong cellphone, ang ganda ng pinili mo congrats!" o kaya "Alam mo, ang galing mo talaga kumanta" , o "Bilib ako sayo, kasi matalino ka talaga at mabait pa". Lagi tayong nahihiya o naiilang purihin yung kapwa natin. 

We have to change that way of thinking. You have no idea how important it is to be acknowledged. It doesn't make you any less of a person if give a compliment to someone else, that is, if you truly mean it (wag plastik unggoy ka). And for fuck sake, never expect the person to return the favor. 

You have to find security within yourself. You have to understand that you are capable of something else. Lagi nalang nating sinasabing wala tayong talent, pero meron talaga. Hindi mo pa lang nadidiskubre. Hidden talent ba.

Kelangan mo lang kasi sumubok...lumabas sa comfort zone mo. Baka magaling ka pala magsulat, o magluto, mag salita, o magbukas ng Red Horse gamit ang ngipin. Hindi lang naman sing and dance ang talent. Hindi ka sasali sa Little Ms. Philippines uy. 

Kamote Man: Ang batang bobo sa Math

"Ang Sikmurang Natulog na Kumakalam, Panaginip Lang Ang Magandang Kinabukasan" Ayan yun oh, Ayan yung nilaban kong slogan para sa Nutrition Month nung 2nd year high school ako (13 yrs old). Hanggang ngayon hindi ko matanggap na natalo ako. Sabi kasi dapat daw ang slogan, sa unang basa, maiintindihan na. Badtrip talaga ako jan kasi ang tanga nung nanalo. Haha hindi talaga ako makarekober. Kapag alam mo kasi na magaling ka sa isang bagay, mahirap tanggapin na hindi ka na-a-appreciate nang mga tao sa paligid mo.

I've always considered myself to be smart. I was

never out of the Honor's list in class from grade school up until high school. Sometimes I happen to be in the top spot but often, I settle on being in second place or in third. Nonetheless, I still manage to attain good grades. I've experienced getting 100%  in ALL my exams in grade school. I never had a failing grade in my entire life. Elementary, High School, and in College. Going up on stage to accept awards has been a regular occurrence for me, which made my parents proud yet extremely worried on what to wear during the ceremony.

There was a point in my life where I have to throw away medals for academic excellence because they start to clutter. Failing was never an option. Although in College, I did experience some mishaps in some of my classes, but it was College! It doesn't count.

I know... I know this sounds so awful. I really want to punch myself right now and I know you do too. The thing is I'm pretty certain I'm NOT THAT smart. And I really don't want you to get the idea that I'm some kind of a genius or someone you can just ask about anything under the sun. I am NOT a trivia expert or anything like that at all. And if you challenge me right now with an IQ test I'd probably definitely embarrass myself.

The reason why I had to blabber about my achievements in school is not to brag. I didn't mean to sound like a complete asshole. I had to say that because I want to stress out the value of studying diligently. I am not a nerd. Saying I'm a nerd is offensive to actual nerds who are really very smart. I just happen to enjoy studying, or better yet, learning. Don't get me wrong, I cheated as fuck while I was still studying. I didn't copy though, that was not my thing. What I do is whenever there are things to memorize, or something to enumerate, I list down the first letters of each term or sentence on my shoe. My shoe looked like an encyclopedia during exam week. Thank God for Kiwi for covering all the scribbles. But that isn't technically cheating is it? Because I still have to study the terms no matter what. I still have to exert the slightest effort to succeed. 

But yeah, Hindi malaking isyu sakin ang pangongopya, o pandaraya sa exams. Sabi nga ng mga titser sarili lang natin ang niloloko natin diba? Hindi daw sila. Pero taena pag-nahuli ka nila sila pang galit na galit, apektadong apektado amp. Pero andami ko talagang pinakopya dati. Ang galing galing kasi matututunan mo talaga yung mga teknik ng mga manggogoyo. Sa panyo, sa mp3, sa tinta ng ballpen, sa likod ng upuan ng kaharap mo. Yung mga senyas na kamot sa noo pag A, dila kapag B, kambyo pag C, finger pag D, oo nga! Daming kalokohan. Nakakamiss. Minsan lang buwiset na yung sila na mangongopya sila pa yung aporado! Mga walangya. Yung tipong sisipain ng sisipain yung upuan mo habang busy ka sa essay questions. Willing naman ako magpakopya basta patapusin mo muna ako! Badtrip lang. 

Namiss ko din gumawa ng thesis ng may thesis. Yosi lang kapalit. Sobrang naenjoy ko yun. Gustong gusto ko yung nakakabuo ako ng mga article tungkol sa isang topic na binigay sakin. Ang sarap basahin ng paulit-ulit. Mas enjoy kapag me deadline, dun gumagana yung kokote ko e.

I should also give props to my mom who encouraged me to study really hard for exams. She gave me the right tools, and the right guidance to be interested in my studies. There was a time when she went ballistic because she found out I didn't know the right order of the months in a calendar. That incident never left my mind. I never understood back then why she had to over react. I believe I was 10 at the time, but it got me thinking, maybe she hates the idea that I'm ignorant of the simplest and the more important things in life.

Dapat talaga bata palang sinasanay na. Kasi nasasanay yung utak ng bata na mag-saulo. Natututunan niya gumamit ng mga teknik para mas madaling makabisa o maunawaan yung leksyon. Ganoon siguro nangyari sakin. Kasi naaalala ko na sa mga breaks lang ako nag-aaral para sa mga test, babasahin ko lang ng paspasan, nakakabisa ko na. Nasanay kasi yung utak ko, bata palang ako ganun na yun. Pramis mga kids, simulan niyo ng maaga. Kasi laking tulong niyan pag natuto na kayo maginuman in between classes sa college.

Syempre mas importante makipag bonding sa tropa kesa mag aral, so naglalaan ako ng mas maraming oras sa inuman kasama tropa, tapos mga 10 minutes sapat na para makakuha ng mataas na score. Seryoso, simulan mo ng maaga. Masarap maging gago at matalino ng sabay.


As I was saying, I love the idea of learning new things. I love being curious. I also learned not to accept any answers without questioning it first. Being skeptic is one skill I value a lot. That is also one of the reasons why I hate anyone who gets into the teaching profession without being absolutely prepared. I understand that teachers are also human beings and they do have their limits. But I require my teachers to be open-minded, to be inspiring, to be humble and proud at the same time, and most importantly to be intelligent.

Teachers should be open to new ideas, new ways of reaching out to their students. Teachers should never stop learning themselves. They should accept the fact that there are things that are no longer under their scope. I had a teacher in high school who I truly hate just because she didn't accept tuna as a good source of protein. She was a Home Economics teacher and I have no idea how it got into the lesson, but there was an item in the test where we had to list down foods that are high in protein. So I wrote down "tuna" and to my surprise, she marked it wrong. She explained that "tuna" was a popular answer and it just got the buzz due to the Century Tuna commercial, and she was looking for a different answer, probably veggies that are rich in protein. BITCH ARE YOU KIDDING ME? My answer is correct and it doesn't matter if it's an obvious answer, that doesn't make it any less correct! It is not my fault if your puny demented shit of a brain can't think of better test questions. I had to contain myself that time because I cannot understand how she can say that with conviction in my face. Then I started hating myself because she probably is a good person. She probably have kids who loves her, but the tuna incident was just the tip of the ice berg. She wasted both our time during her class. The sad thing is that she's not the only one who decided to take Education in college just because it's a lot cheaper than the other courses. She was never truly a teacher. 

I also encountered several teachers who became inspirations. Teachers who actually know what they're doing. Someone who has genuine respect for the profession. 

Math has never been my strongest ally. Math hated me. I flirted with it a couple of times and there was a time when I thought we were going steady. But no matter how much I try, we're just not meant for each other. I'd like to blame my old teacher back in grade school because I just can't solely blame my innate stupidity. She was a nightmare. I don't wanna use this word as much as possible, but she traumatized me as a kid. She embarrassed me in front of the class because I can't figure out what the solution for the Math equation on the board. I was literally shaking in fear. And it didn't help that my classmates kept on shouting "kamote" as I stood there helpless. I really felt like I'm the only one there who didn't know the answer. And it didn't feel good. From there on out, I lost my confidence in Math and accepted the fact that I'm just not good with numbers.

When I was in High School, however, a certain "Math Goddess" understood my suffering. She knew my weakness. She acknowledged that my brain could not easily make out of the why's and how's in the subject. She was extremely patient. And the best part is that it was sincere. I saw it in her eyes when she glanced through the blank spaces of my test papers. She looked at me and she gave me an "Okay lang yan! next time pagbubutihin natin". You have to understand, I'm not used to failing exams. So it breaks my heart whenever I get those kinds of pep talks. But I did appreciate it. After that incident, I started to focus in Math the same way I focused in English. I practiced and I practiced till I get the hang of it. I was proud of myself for learning, and for trying. But I'm most proud of her. She has done what she's supposed to do. And I'm happy knowing that she's still a teacher as of today, probably leaving the same mark to the new breeds of traumatized students as she did with me. 

I had a fair share of both the terror professors and the push-overs. I was asked to stand in class until I get to answer a science question correctly. Peys the wall, squat, mag sulat ng "I will not be noisy in class anymore" 10 pages back and forth, mapalo ng ruler, napahiya na ng ilang beses sa madaming tao. 


There will always be that one teacher who is feared by all. It's different in college though. During my freshman year, we had this English teacher who is incredibly strict. She is also smart and witty. The makings of a bona fide aggressor. You just don't wanna mess with her. Thing is, my high school experience made me aware that professors are also human beings. I realized that they are not supposed to be feared. That is of course if you didn't do anything wrong. So kapag nasa klase nya kami, laging tahimik. Nobody dared to ask questions or raised their hands to recite. It might be because she made sure that you get what you deserve if you ask a stupid question. She's a sarcastic son a bitch who will crush you as soon as you say something stupid in class. Sobrang na excite ako sa klase niya. Gustong gusto kong humanap ng pagkakataon para sagutin siya. Hindi dahil galit ako sa kanya o dahil gusto ko siyang pahiyain, kundi dahil gusto ko makita kung paano niya tatanggapin o kung pano siya magre-react sa sitwasyon. Tapos ayun. Boom! 

I don't remember how it happened. But after that conversation,She made a speech in class about how she respects any students who will make a stand and voice out an opinion. She said that she was impressed by a certain person who can get into a conversation with her while looking her in the eyes. Syempre taena sobrang saya ko. Ang saya saya ko para saming dalawa, kasi nagtagumpay kami sa gusto naming mangyari. It's a public speaking class after all. She might be a bitch in class, but she's a decent one. She knows when to speak, and when to keep her mouth shut. Most importantly, she knows when to give credit where credit is due. 

Andaming ganitong sitwasyon na nangyari sakin nung college pa ko. There was a time when I had to shut the door as the professor prepares to leave class because I wasn't done talking to him about something. I wanted to confront him about what he did to one of my seatmates. See, my seatmate incorrectly marked my answer wrong in a test, so I asked the professor what the correct answer is, and apparently my answer was in fact correct. So the professor failed my seatmate for checking my test paper incorrectly. I never wanted him to do that to her! I mean I was just asking what the right answer is! To make things worse, my seatmate was a scholar and she can't afford to fail any subjects. I swear I felt so dizzy. It was gut-wrenching. I thought I was about to faint knowing that this poor girl's scholarship is jeopardized just because I almost didn't get a perfect score. So yeah, after the class, I closed the motherfucking door and went on with it. "I don't care if you fail me. You have no right to do that to her, it was my fault, and I take responsibility. It was an honest mistake and she should not be punished blah blah blah" basta taena napa-straight English talaga ko nun kay koya. English subject naman kasi. Tsaka yun yung mga panahong pag nag-Tagalog ka, hindi ka titingnan bilang isang dekalidad na estudyante. Basta ang ending lumabas pa kasi sa koridor nun. Hindi ko siya tinantanan. Ang nakakatuwa talaga nun e me mga kunyari pang me inaasikaso sa loob ng class room pero nakikiusyoso lang. Ang ending, sinabi niya nalang na "Do you really think I'd fail her for that simple mistake?" TAENA! bigla akong nanghina. Ang saya saya ko nun. My face went from the hulk to kerokeropi. "Thank you sir, thank you, I'm sorry if I had to talk to you this way, sorry sir, thank you, as long as you're not gonna fail her, I'm good, thank you sir" 

Of course my requirements for being a decent teacher in my book is not complete without the most important thing- real intelligence.
I mean come on! You have to be at least knowledgeable in your line of study right? 

Andami talagang tangang teacher. Kung estudyante ka, maiintindihan mo yung sinasabi ko diba? Yung mapapakamot ka nalang dahil mali yung pronunciation niya ng Julius Caesar naturingang History teacher. O yung walang ibang inatupag kundi gumawa ng power point presentation para basahin lang isa isa. Taena mo Ms., marunong din kami magbasa. I swear sometimes I think I could've learn better studying myself than hearing her read through the entire presentation. You wasted my tuition fee.

Education is a luxury and my parents worked hard for that

privilege and you just shat all over it. I hope you know that you're a sad excuse for an educator. The fucked up thing is I'm not just referring to one person. This goes out to all the teachers who didn't care for their students. Those who didn't have the passion and the heart to teach. Sa mga umupo lang sa likod ng mesa para masabing may trabaho sila, na may silbi sila sa lipunan. Sa mga gurong mas inatupag pang mag-tinda ng yema at tocino sa klase. Sa mga bobong titser na sinayang ang pera at oras ng mga estudyanteng may potensyal maging disenteng ambag sa lipunan. Mag bagong buhay na kayo please. Hindi mura magpaaral, alam mo yan. Kaya ka nga napilitan mag Educ diba?