I am marking. And I am frustrated because damnit, not only did they fail to do a good job, they also copied each other's work. Word for word. They also copied each other's WRONG work.Word for word.

Seriously, how dumb do you think your teachers are.

URGH.
I am seriously counting down the seconds to Friday. Friday and Freedom and finally getting back into student mode=/

I'm so glad... that teaching is finally drawing to a close for me. I feel like, I really need to just leave it all behind me and just... move on. There are certain things I enjoy. But as my students like to say "the disadvantages outweigh the benefits". Heavily outweigh. I don't think I could take a lifetime of it.

I don't know if I sound ungrateful; especially since I really have been blessed with such good teachers. Good in so many senses. They're interesting people. They keep me intrigued about the subject. They have the knowledge and skill to help me score. I really... am very very thankful. At this point, there is a certain pressure to type "... and they give me the inspiration to do the same for others..." I think I once felt this way. To be sure, it's what I told my moe interviewers. But after 6-7 months of actually walking in their shoes, I am sorry to report that... my patience is not that endless, the fulfilment of helping others not that heartening for me and lastly that I don't feel like... it's where I want to be for the rest of my life. On a whole, I would say, a fantastic 6 month job. Where I have learnt so much and felt so much. But beyond that, no. Thank you, but no thank you.

These days, I am alternating between excitment and depression about university. I guess I'll never know until it actually happens. I'm in my Trepidation phase now. Perhaps it'll pass.

URGH.

Back to marking copied work. BAD copied work.