Wednesday, November 21, 2007

hahaha look what i found.


When God said, "let there be light", karla stefan said, "say 'please'."

karla stefan sheds her skin twice a year.

Ninjas want to grow up to be just like karla stefan. But usually they grow up just to be killed by karla stefan.

karla stefan can slam revolving doors.

Some people wear Superman pajamas. Superman wears karla stefan pajamas.

When karla stefan answers the phone, she just says "Go". This is not permission for you to begin speaking, it is your cue to start running for your life.

When karla stefan falls in water, karla stefan doesn't get wet. Water gets karla stefan.

karla stefan doesn't have blood. She is filled with magma.

karla stefan eats lightning and farts thunder.

Rosa Parks refused to get out of her seat because she was saving it for karla stefan.

For every person Mother Nature kills, karla stefan kills five.

Noah was the only man notified before karla stefan relieved herself in the Atlantic Ocean.

Whoever said "only the good die young" was probably in karla stefan's kindergarten class.

karla stefan will never have a heart attack. Her heart isn't nearly foolish enough to attack her.

Saturday, November 17, 2007


See, there's this teacher of mine...(I'm not mentioning names, so don't force me coz it's tempting)

And she doesn't know how to teach. Like every meeting she just reads the book, talks to herself and do some kind of sermon. Everything she says is already there in our book; she just translates it to Bisaya "so we'd understand further". The examples she gives are mediocre and they're stuff we learned in first year.

You know autism? Yeah, she kinds of has that. Coz autistic people's mirror neurons(those that mirror memories to recognize a familiar face or event) are broken so they can't look at people in the eye and everything is new to them. She doesn't establish eye contact with us. NOT.EVER. You know what she does? She just stares outside the window and talks and talks. She even doesn't face half of the class.

She uses a lot of time writing stuff on the board. We're left with nothing to do on our seats but wait, sometimes check our lip gloss, or, you know, send SMS messages.

She's as erratic as a tornado; she flings from one mood and another. One minute she's strict coz she has the oh-I'm-so-high-wtf-I'm-a-teacher attitude and the next she'll be like an orphaned pup.

Here's what I don't like the most. 5% of her grading comes from attendance (truants rally!) and a student gets a plus 2 on his/her final grade if s/he has a perfect attendance. First, this is supposed to be bawal. It's in the handbook baby. And i really told her that. When she heard it, she looked annoyed and told us, "This is academic freedom." Well, i dunno what is the scope of academic freedom so i just didn't push further. The I informed her that it was in the handbook that grading attendance is really bawal but she said it was okay. She even told us "Ayaw nyo ng plus?" ("You don't want to get bonus points?") My classmates mellowed. (They feigned?) they wanted the plus badly. Gawd.

Personally, I think she's doing too much. The 2point incentive may be okay, it's like a reward anyway. But the 5% is too much. It's like she's insecure of the attendance that she has to pay people to be there. See, if the student sees enough incentive enough in the class to actually go to class, then s/he will attend classes.

Last semester, I had a class under Mr. Rex Rola. He is a horror terror teacher in terms of grading. Like, last sem out of the four sections he handled, only four people passed his subject. Whew. (I'm darn lucky.) He is a brilliant brilliant man, with an exceptional mind and beautiful lecture skills. He never checked the attendance. Sometimes I'd go to class tapos ako lang isa ang estudyante. He didn't care. He even still lectured like the classroom was full. See, people who really go to class are the people who really are interested in the class.

I remember. I always felt sorry everytime I had to absent in Mr. Rola's class. I always learned something every day. I always felt like a wiser person every time I step out of F403. But now? I dunno. With her, it's an eternal reklamo-fest.

She makes schooling get in the way of my education.

PS. Things here are based on my reality. Get it? MY.REALITY. Besides, who told you to be here?