The horror! Omg you care!!

This semester has been surprisingly stressful. Not only because I've been screwing around with my attendance a bit too much, but because of the surprising quality of tutors. I remember in the previous semester I had complained extensively about the 'made in china' lecturers who hadn't give two licks about us. This semester I learnt that you really have to watch what you wish for. The tutors actually care about us. Ugh.

Don't get me wrong, they're good teachers, just... plain weird. It surprises me how people can laugh at their jokes and apparantly enjoy their classes yet turn around and call them 'bitches' and 'bastards' for being so overbearing when they happen to care about us. It makes me wonder if my cathecism class students actually did that to me when I was teaching them. Fair enough that you can't expect everyone to like you, but I suppose it just kinda hurts to think of the fronts that people will put up for you.

In response to this, I do try to honestly see the good points of each teacher but some of them are just bloody overbearing eventhough they teach well. Don't talk to me like I'm 10 years old. I wish students would be honest with their teachers, but in Singapore, students-teacher raport isn't particularly emphasized or valued. It's somewhat of a rarity in schools, where your grades come before everything else and students are treated like fodder.

The presentation today bombed, though. I can honestly say I wasn't prepared as much as I should have been. I thought I could think on my feet, I thought that I could wing it. Hey, I had done so back in debates. I forgot the amount of effort I had put into developing that ability to think on my feet, and years since my last debate, it's all gone out the window.

I really have to stop coasting from the top of the hill.