Jejemon: Got to Catch Them All!

Here's something I came accross with in Urban Dictionary...

I myself never knew how it evolved, or how it breeds throughout the social networking sites. Currently I am also quite surprised that it has infected most of my former students. And no, they're not those cuddly and cute little critters you love to place in your pockets.

Jejemons...Language destroyer, joy-seeker. Trying hard Emo's and hanged-up gangster copycats.

Why God is letting them exist I have no idea. But be very cautious, kids. One bite from these ravenous creatures can trigger that texting finger of yours to doing stuff your mommy won't want you to do.

But if you are infected, you need a good old book vaccine, readily available in your local libraries and schools.

Just don't let your teachers catch you, though. Or.... are YOUR TEACHERS INFECTED, TOO?!

And if I catch one, I'll prop it up in a bottle of full of alchohol and be exhibiting it in a soical laboratory or something.

Watch as it stares back at you with its ominous eyes....



George A. Romero's
"Dawn of the Jejemon"
Byte me!

Turning a New Leaf

As I went to the Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Pasig yesterday for one last time, I made my final farwells to my supportive colleagues, those who still continue to suffer under its oppressive beaurocracy. Despite my desire to be with them in this time of crisis I must decide in favor of my family priorities and find a new venture. Hopefully as I write this, things will get well in that school, or worse comes to worst (which is usually the case in this school as my co-teacher often say), there will be an exodus of bright minds, the University president among them. God forbid when that happens for it means the enemy has won.

So my dear comrades, fight on until the end for this old soldier must hang his uniform in place of a new one. For now, I must clear my mind, my pen, my rifle.

What you heard is true, I have for the past two months been telling the administration that I will no longer renewing my contract. Right now I have been accepted as incoming faculty of the College of Tourism and Hotel Management in the University of Santo Tomas, my Alma Mater.

Once I get my load, I can then say I am finally home.

Home. Such a nice and comforting word. There will also be some problems here of course. I am sure of it. No school is ever without one. But to be home is a different feeling.

Fare you well, PL Pasig, I'm turning on a new leaf.



Starting June, a new adventure begins.



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