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FTW!!!

I haven’t slept from work and I had to proceed to school, I was awake for 20 hours already and the first thing that hit me when I went to my first class in the morning was that my teacher was absent. bummer. I even rode a taxi to speed things up so I wouldn’t be late and here comes the instructor doesn’t come the instructor because she’s gone AWOL. Strike one.

I have a one-hour break in between my next class and the current so I had to make do with whatever time I had left in school by finishing a project. Once I went back to the campus, I rode our shuttle ride in order to reach the Arts and Sciences building. When I went up, the teacher was also absent. Strike 2.

These teachers who go AWOL, they should’ve informed us first, though it completely diminishes the point of the term already. I just don’t like it that I tediously make sure that I complete my tasks fast so I can head off to school without having to worry about work and now because of too much perseverance in making sure that I don’t go absent, the almighty professors are the ones taking the day off.

I should be a teacher, I’ll only be marked absent if the checker will occasionally pass by and not see anyone inside. Sheesh, as if the checkers regularly do their rounds.

The time for sleep and money wasted in going to school, I see them flushing down the toilet. I’m still waiting for strike 3, but I better get some sleep first.

PS: I slept on one of the tables outside the classrooms while waiting for the instructor of our second class. I was dead-tired too because of last night’s shift. When I woke up after 30 minutes, I couldn’t open my eyes directly as they were still adjusting to the brightness of the light. But because of the noise of people talking, I was under the impression that I was at the office and I wasn’t able to reach my quota for the day. My heart leapt at that point. I stood up and tried to hurriedly do my evaluations.

However, I then realized that I was in school and my classmates all had grins on their faces on my sudden burst of shockness, trying to get myself together because of the notion that my head was in different areas figuring out what I was doing there in the first place. Pretty embarassing but hey, you be in my shoes and let’s see how you can handle stress. Dang those teachers.