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You can do this! ***** Ed_Dianthe | Ms. Ed

And yes, MY Dhaxzy, no one can change that. "No worries son. I'm already used to it. I wonder why Ms. Selen always fall for that little trick of yours, Mier. ". The dean chuckled. The Mier guy chuckles and scratched his nape, awkwardly. " And Dhaxzy, Mier, by the way, this is Mr. Disero, the owner of this University. And this is Mr. Kirke, one of the investor." Dean introduced us. "Hi." He sound shy, his cheeks became red. I want to pinch them for him but it would be awkward if I do that.

I had a worst hangover ever. "Jess, wake up, look, the new professor is here!" Hannah woke me up from my day-dream again. Seriously, I need to stop doing that! Oh God, no. Please no! No. It can't be! No! "Hello everyone, I am Mike Dupont, your new Latin teacher. I hope we will understand perfectly." He smiled like he smiled to me the other day and you could hear quiet moaning sounds coming from every girl in this class. What is he doing here? Who is this guy?

I know you mentioned that you were preparing for them earlier. Oh, the lectures! They're quite challenging, to be honest. The workload is intense, but I'm managing. I've been researching and preparing the course materials diligently. It's a lot of work, but I'm passionate about teaching and sharing knowledge. I do not doubt that you'll do a fantastic job as a lecturer, Chelsea. Your dedication and enthusiasm always shine through in everything you do. Your students are lucky to have you. Thank you, Daryl. Your words mean a lot to me. It's a new chapter in my life, but I'm excited about it. I hope I can make a positive impact on my students and inspire them to pursue their passions.

Mabilis akong napa-iwas ng tingin at binaling ang tingin sa harapan. What was that? Bakit ganoon sya makatingin na para bang may ginawa akong mali. Arghhh men are so difficult to understand. "I'm Professor Jameson Lennon, your instructor for the whole year. At dahil ito ang una nating pagkikita why don't we do some introduction?" naka-ngiti nitong saad at saka humarap sa blackboard at may isinulat. I frowned. Introduction? Yung say your name, age and address?

‘’No savior will come here to save me, so I will be my own savior. DEOS IX-END

" Yeah..he is gonna be shocked. Since he knows nothing. But..I want my son to know his real Father is alive. If you don't want to tell him your story, then just tell him his Dad is alive. Just tell him my story." " No...He should know the things. I will tell him everything. Okay..Daeseong, tell about you. What are you doing now ? " " I am a high school Mathematics teacher in Daegu. My wife is an English teacher in the same school." " Oh..but then, how you taught in C.U ?" " They just wanted post graduation in Mathematics for the guest lecturer post. And it was just for one month duration.", Daeseong explained. " uhmm..I see. So, you took leave from your school and came here ?", Kobsook asked

“Relax? Bro, you’re telling me to relax? My life and certificate depends on this!” “Ow, you’re loud,” he said while poking his fingers in his ears. I kissed my teeth and eyed him. He needed to start speaking before I forced it out of him. He smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder. “Start talking.” “Tch. Whatever. His name is Dr. Anthony Marison—” “I already know his name,” I said in a dry tone of voice. “Right. He is not always in school according to my sources. It says he has other jobs or so. Something way more important than being a professor. Anyway, he is like a virtual teacher but I hear he is in his office right now.”

"Any man who says that is trash. What's there to brag about? A real man has just one person. Girlfriend, baby, wife, they should all be the same woman. My dearest Jennifer, you are my girlfriend, my baby, and my wife." How perfect his words sounded. So why did everything change?

Leonel Grey Montero "Good morning, class," our first subject teacher greeted us as he walked to his desk at the front of the classroom. "Good morning, sir," we responded in unison, standing up to greet our teacher. "You may sit down," he remarked as he settled at his desk, pulling out his laptop. "First, let’s take attendance." Everyone in the class responded with a "present," raising their hands to signify their attendance. Except for one person. "Is Miss Lourencia present here?" The teacher scanned the room, searching for a specific individual who was not likely to be present here.