They come in pair — that cheap-looking, obviously cheap ceramics cup for my 5-times-in-a-day instant coffee spree and my favorite red pen I use to check my students’ papers. I can’t seem to start my day without my regular caffeine dose that triggers me to spew bloody red ink on the papers of my students. The sight of red stirs me so much that it inevitably leads to a carnage I too well detest but subconsciously enjoy.
Going against the current 
Wawa.
the activity exhausts me. not even half-way through.
Kasi, finish checking all those papers already! Haha.
hahaha. my red ink is almost finished. and the nearest civilization where i can buy another pen is several kilometers away pa. tsk tsk.
Red na nga lang! It’s hard to spell the former eh. Hahaha.
Or Crimson. Or burnt sienna. Haha.
or fuchsia. or magenta.
ahhh. so you’re starting namecalling here?!
probably i’ll try using scarlet, or maroon.
Orange is my color. I was just suggesting that there are many other options to help dispel the evil-teacher-red associations. And no, you’re not kidding! Sadist. Haha.
and you advised me to use orange…hahaha. but i said i love seeing blood, kidding.
Nope. But I know that it traumatizes a lot of people. And I always tell you to use another ink color. Haha.
Oh, you’ve seen that red pen?
That red pen…
i was just kidding. i’m always conscientious in my use of that red pen.
anku sir hinay hinay sa red pen. 🙂
hahaha. i know, i know. i’m actually palpitating like crazy this time.
the beast in you…
try not to be dependent on caffeine too much… as it may not be good to your health. 🙂