Rene O. Villanueva, God bless his soul, is far from being one of my favorite teachers in college, but he is one of the most memorable. He was, for the lack of a better word, a highly interesting character who has little respect for public opinion, especially of our college block. He hated our class because he thought we were some of the dumbest Philosophy students he has ever met, although my money's on the fact that our class was held at 7:30 in the morning, which contributed much to his dour mood. I have personally been on the receiving end of his barbs during a graded discussion when we were asked to read a children's book in front of the class - something that I did sloppily while chewing on a bubblegum throughout the duration of the presentation, I may add. My stupid ass deserved the earful, and it has made a fun anecdote to our class, even nine years past. Another favorite Villanueva moment of mine was when he correlated the trend of wearing baggy pants to the elephantine
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