*a wolf in a suit carefully makes his way up the podium. a sea of faces along with cameras are before him. standing without fear, he clears his throat and starts his speech*

i respect those that are worth respecting...


i...no...we, all of us, have had enough of this nonsense.


tama na! sobra na!


what are you trying to prove? you have already made a professor leave. you have almost all of the subjects at hand. you have made all of the students quiver and cry with fear and suppressed those that speak up. what more do you want?


maghanap daw ng sariling english teacher...ipinagmamalaki mo na magaling ka sa english tapos 'di mo man lang maturuan yung bata?


'di daw maintindihan yung thesis...'di mo man lang turuan yung bata kung paano maintindihan ng iba yung thesis?


bawal daw ang undergrad. na thesis. pwede lang ang masteral thesis at nagpapatanggal ng mga pangalan sa thesis...ano yun? d pwedeng ilagay ang grad. thesis? bawal talaga o ayaw mo lang makita ang pangalan nila?


'di daw marunong gumawa ng bibliography at module...bakit? tinuruan mo ba kami na gumawa nung mga iyon?


trying to make a student drop...why? what is your reason? besides, you don't have the right to do that.


lying in the face of a student's guardian...aba'y ang kapal din pala ng pagmumukha mo


pinpointing mistakes...lumipas na ang defense, ngayon mo lang sinasabi 'yan? at para san pa ang chairperson kung 'di mo lang din siya susundin at ibabypass mo lang siya?


nagpaparinig ka sa iba...ano gusto mo?


what the hell more do you want?


it is not our fault that you are stupid. it is not our fault that you got kicked from adamson. it is not our fault that your methods and strategies are not accepted at PNU.


we live in a modern era. stop living in the past.


'wag ka ding mamersonal.


it is not our fault also that you are already old. we students are not stress dolls.


all of us did not study and work hard just to get personal insults from you.


ngayon, walang wala na kaming respeto para sa iyo. wala na rin kaming respeto sa iyo bilang isang tao dahil 'di namin alam kung ikaw ay tao ba talaga. right now, we are just being civil to your position.


the mere fact that almost no one even greeted you on your birthday, i thought it would at least make you think...but no. my goodness, what kind of an organism are you? given that, i think it is safe to say that you are numb.


you think you're a rock but you're not. no, you're not a rock. you're a mountain because of your position but deep inside, you are nothing but sand, salt and dead soil that will easily crumble down once your rocky shell has been penetrated.


what are you? the very embodiment of human evil that satan himself has appointed to wreak havoc in a place that used to uphold its name? and what? you're so evil that hell itself spat you back out the moment you died?


ang bait bait ng asawa at anak mo. bakit bukodtangi ikaw lang ang naiiba?


do you know what i think? i think you yourself is pathetic. your very existence is pathetic. not even your life will be enough to atone for everything that you did.


you're like marcos. people do not look up to you. naaawa na lang sila sa iyo. parang, tama na, please. ganun na lang kami.


you're also like hitler. you're trying to prove something in which you have failed to do so and still, despite of everything, you are still trying to prove your pathetic self. it's like advertising a ruined and run down house. yes, your intentions may be good but you have failed in the application of your intentions.


keep in mind. no dictator has ever lived and lasted forever. also, the greatest mistakes in the world have been decided with good intentions.


we are almost through this march. we are no longer seeking reform because we believe that we have reached the point of hopelessness here and we are just waiting to get out. we believe that we have failed in trying to put some sense in your tiny little head.


'di ka makuha sa pakiusapan at maayos na usapan, sige. our underclassmen and the next batch after them and the nest may dedicate their last drop of blood in the dismantling of your administration.


given all of this, if i may qoute dylan klebold, the school is dead. it has died because of you.


please, if you do not stop, there may be bloodshed. do us all a favor and do not let that happen by leaving.


thank you and long live imus institute...