the shenanigans of eenamorata

Registration offically ends today (if I am not mistaken or if they did not move it yet) and the 'being official' of things starts today also. This semester, my workload consists of 3 lecture and 5 laboratory classes per week, i have lost count of the actual number of manuscript advisees i said yes to... and i also lost count to the number of advisees i said no to. There are also administrative and technical pro bono work on the side. My desk is an evidence of the workload that is starting to pile up to its normal messy state. Receiving my first hard bound manuscript as an adviser today was a pleasant breather from the semi-exhausting 2:30-4:00 pm class. Though I was successful at keeping them all awake for the whole duration, it is really extra effort [on the teacher] to facilitate and incorporate "fun" activities with technical lectures. But I guess it was well worth it. They did stay awake, they were paying attention and they were enthusiastically responding t

In my six semesters of teaching, I have been consistent with my first day of class routine of expectation checks and random questions. And due to the sheer creativity of my students, I constantly encounter out of this world questions. However, the question: "why did you choose to be a teacher?" sort of shocked me today because apparently, I didn't have a ready answer. Bakit nga ba? I was recently reminded that I wanted to become a college professor when I was still in college. Pero it was just one of those silly things that you say when you are young because a teacher was really good at what he/she did and you simply wanted to become like him/her. It was not something that I really dreamed of becoming as a child and it still doesn't answer the question.. why did I choose to be a teacher... Bakit nga ba? This profession is among the first jobs I applied into. It was not the first job that hired me because I turned down a job offer before this one hired me. I st

Jumped off a few cliffs after this semester ended. Sunday School - If the second semester starts, Saturday will be the only day when I won't be teaching. I have been given the privilege and the wonderful task of teaching Sunday School at Church until December. The Christian Education department gave me the Intermediate (10-12 y.o.) class for girls. The director told me that it was originally a co-ed class. But, since the boys LOVED wrestling and pestering the girls more than any other activity, she had to separate the girls from them. My first preparation was a bit of an adjustment because I had to prepare visual aids, treats and a lot of interactive stuff. It was tedious and fun all at the same time. We are currently studying about Elijah, and the lessons are becoming true to my life lately.  Scholarship applications- one was sent to Sweden, and the other to the Netherlands. There might be a few kilig moments along the way; when I asked a former boss who is