I am not the type who speaks out openly in the class if I don't like a teacher. This is not like in Western countries where students can freely tell the teacher that his/her class is boring. There are other means, however, on how you can express your boredom. Social networking sites might do. There's Facebooking via mobile and etc. Just make sure your teacher cannot read what you have posted on your wall against him, or else, you are absolutely a dead meat.
The subject is Philosophy. The name of the teacher? Well, secret. hahah. So 'twas the second day of classes for this summer, and I anticipated for a boring discussion. I opened my Facebook via my mobile, and posted this.
And just this morning, he added me on Facebook. I was flattered as well as surprised upon seeing his name. Of course, I accepted his friend request, thinking nothing but to continue Facebooking and read some blogs. But a few moments later, he started chatting me.
Wow! More surprises for one day. I asked him to clarify what he meant by what he said with all due respect. I think I did not do any wrong. But then, he continued and this...
Alas! He was able to read my post the other week. I totally forgot that I posted that on my wall, and now, I am in great trouble. SUPER great trouble. Justifying myself won't do any good, so I immediately asked for pardon.
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He was hurt, and he honestly told me that. Oh my gums!!! I just can't imagine what I looked like when reading this. I seemingly forgot how to blink my eyes and move my lips and fingers. I know I am guilty of hurting his feelings. I am so rude, so mean. But I know how to accept my fault. There's no need for me to deny anything. May ebidensya na oh!!
I asked for sorry again and again. Good thing he did not take it seriously, or maybe he did. I don't know. His messages were filled with smileys. How would I know if he was sincere with what he has been telling me?
Yeah! He still managed to tell me that he was just kidding and that he just scared me. But I now it hit him hard and low for knowing that one of his students criticized him on Facebook. I admit it was my bad. His class was truly boring. Good thing he was open-minded, or at least, a positive thinker, ready to accept criticisms. I am so sorry sir. Truly I am. Tsk.
And for the finale, he said........
On what's going to happen tomorrow when we meet again in his Philosophy class, good luck to me (cross-fingerssss!!)
CROSS FINGERS! Now he knows me. -_-