Respect begets respect... a proven fact.
I have known teachers for being arrogant, yet entertaining; off track, but convincing; unorthodox, yet charismatic.
in other words, i have reasons that i have defined for myself for me to hate them... but it is respect that keeps me in balance. I respect their wisdom, their maturity, their humility, their superiority... And in return, we are respected as people willing to learn, to pass, to be like them.
But sometimes, balance cannot be restored, and the whole system has a dangerous tendency to collapse. if one party breaks the sanctity of respect, the relationship is expected to rot.. respect does not always mean friendship.
Hah. i'm learning, all right, but i do not have the right to make a move... because the teacher always has the upper hand. they record our performance almost every chance they get, and i have at least one time to express my anger openly to their faces...
Unfortunately, that's not an option for me anymore.. Because I have reached that state of mind wherein anger adds stress instead of releases it... See, I told you guys that I'd be 'peaceful as a Hindu cow' sooner or later... You should try it for a while, even as a trip or something... And if you haven't watched Office Space, go borrow it from someone and don't be THAT serene..
What the fuck. I'm babbling. I'm meeting our thesis advisor at 4 pm today and I have 75 more situps to go. I tell you, it's hard to become reallyreallyridiculouslygoodlooking (cue Zoolander pose). Later.