"I may be fat and ugly, but I’m not stupid. If anyone had ever gotten past my looks, they might’ve noticed I have a brain."
Julie Anne Peters (By the Time You Read This, I’ll Be Dead)

Sorry I haven’t been posting much these past few days. I’m just a little busy due to my summer job. 

I started last Friday and today is the second day of my very first summer job. I would be a tutor and teacher aid at St. Jude Catholic School at Mendiola. I would be helping my aunt to review grades 1 and 2 students for their exams during their summer class. I haven’t done much yet, just looking over each students and assisting with the activities and instructions. I would officially start teaching these kids on Wednesday and I am very much excited.

I always thought that tutoring kids would be scary and intimidating but it is actually fun. These little kids’ energies are so infectious that I cannot feel the weariness until I got home. They are all so cute and adorable. I can’t help but smile all day. It’s so hard to be mad at them even when they get too rowdy. They are just so brimming with life and they very much enjoy school. It’s not like in high school in which students hate every second they spend in the classroom with their teachers. In primary school, these children are very attentive and active. You can see the eagerness in them, they are so excited with their new lessons and games. Every information seem so vital that all they want to do is absorb them and ask for more. 

I just wish this characteristic would stay on with us forever. It’s just sad that as we grow, we believe that we have learned enough and we stop trying to seek more knowledge that our brains rot with vacancy and disuse. 

Beauty Pageants say that it’s 50% beauty and 50% brains. Well, I say that it’s more like 50% beauty, 40% bias and 10% brains, an overall 100% bullshit.

So what if she’s prettier than me? Are you sure that that’s not only one of her two faces? So what if her boobs are bigger than mine? Is that where she puts her brain in? So what if she’s has better complexion than I do? She will age, just like everybody else and that would change. So what if she has more fashionable than me? It’s not my fault that I spend more on and prefer books than pretty clothes. And so what if you look perfect together? How sure are you that she truly loves you?