Professor persona
I’m sick (and oh-so-very-tired) of this clueless, absent-minded, bumbling persona of mine. I’m sick of knowing nothing about the rw (that’s the real word), of always getting lost, of always forgetting stuff, of never having my cell phone around, of people patronizing me, of stupid little mistakes like today’s. It’s time to start paying attention, to notice my surroundings, to stop forgetting in the shower whether I already shampooed my head or not. I’m becoming (to some degree at least) a worldly person as of this moment. This is my official skin shed of the silly-clumsy-absent-minded-professor-persona. So long.
“Attention,” the articulate oboe was calling. “Attention.”
“Attention to what?” he asked, in the hope of eliciting a more enlightening answer than the one he had received from Mary Sarojini.
“To attention,” said Dr. MacPhail.
Island, Aldous Huxley
Some more good quotes from the book here
2 Comments
C’mon, that’s like the basis of your appeal.. but I guess we’ll just have to learn to love your new unclumsy persona :P
Uy, y si realmente logras hacerlo hermano, you have got to tell me how! (for the sake of your future healthcare giver)
xoxo
PS: please dont hate me, but mmm… I think your title is missing an S
heh… you’re right, of course, my formista chemito. Thnx.