"genius writer"

it was 4th grade science class (at saint mary's academy in pasay city) when i discovered, holy shit i'm not cut out to be a doctor. we were studying the parts of the body that entire quarter, and it was a whole week on the cerebral system or whatever. she pulls out a white plastic bucket containing a human brain. it looked plasticized and smelled of formaldehyde. i couldn't wait until the next class to get the visual and the stench out of my head. it just happened to be english - my favorite subject. we were asked to write an essay on what we want to be when we grow up. i titled my paper "genius writer."