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Noriyasu Seta (Seta Noriyasu) is a Tokyo University graduate and professor there who specialises in archaeology,
appearing to be a parody of Indiana Jones. Like Keitaro, he was a third-year Ronin. He's clumsy (especially with women),
a terrible driver, and an exceptionally skilled martial artist, all partly due to his complete lack of self-preservation.
Invariably and ironically, Keitaro comes to mimic him in many aspects by the end of volume 14...
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age: 19
sex: Male
location: classified
home country: Pilipinas
currently in: Canada
Jairus Jed David is a former BS Business Economics student in UP Diliman.
He's a freelance photographer, a freelance writer, solo webadmin, webdesigner and an active blogger.
He's currently working three part time jobs and having second thoughts of going to college.
He's a member of the modding community.
He's an avid gamer and he wishes to have a PS3, XBOX 360 and a Wii this year.
He revels in scrapbooking. He likes fastfood.
He sucks at Math and Physics. He's no literary writer.
He likes playing basketball but usually ends up with a few broken bones.
He's so lame he gets nosebleed on his first step on the stairs. He's such a loser...
*negative remarks*. Overall, he's eccentric.
Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 9:52 PM
Last semester, my class had an average of B+. Usually, I get an average of B only and I could count my students who achieved A+ grade. I'm not sure if my teaching skill is improving or my last batch of students is just outright brilliant. I guess it's agreeable that when the teacher is professional, the student will also become professional -- it depends on the student. "Daddy, you're the best! And if anyone claims that you're a boring professor, I'll make sure to swing a steel chair on that someone." I feel alive!
Of course she didn't tell me that I'm a lousy professor. She's my daughter and I love her dearly. Them kids don't know how parents feel when they are told that their children love them. It's revitilizing and all tension go away. I actually feel a lot younger, ready to run the marathon, eat pizza and junkfood, play videogames, do sky-diving, whenever my daughter tells I love you, daddy. "I heart you too, Sarah."
