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wilhelmina slater says that 'being an assistant is boot camp, being a editor is war.' but now i think being a student is boot camp, and being a teacher is war. this is coming fresh from the staff room at RI. after three hours of lessons, i have almost lost my voice. i did mange to cover what i was supposed to, though hopefully the students absorbed the stuff as well.

only 1 out of 3 classes were quiet. but too late, all impressions have been made, and now they know that i am a nice teacher =) or rather, =(. oh well, anything goes. i just need to teach what i need to teach, before any of them manage to film me down and put me on facebook.

and so i had lunch at the RJ canteen; my very missed fried chicken and soya bean milk. then i walked into the hullet memorial library and realised that i was there so often in the past. it felt weird to think about the secondary school days, or maybe it's just because the furniture looks all very small now.