MEANINGLESS CONVERSATION

Hello, hello. It's Tuesday and I must inform you that I have survived. This morning I gave my first lectures at the university. They went well. Of course I made silly mistakes and my tongue kept insisting on boicotting me. Also, the students were veeeeery uncooperative. They said nothing, they knew nothing. Just one day as a professor and already I am frustrated.
However, I like it. I like the authority and the power it gives you. Specially in my last class, for the third-year students, everyone was listening and taking notes frantically.
And then, of course, something happened. The director of my department came to talk to me. She said that I could not give classes to my classmates. After all, this is my fourth year and they are in the fifth year, so it doesn't really make sense. She did allow to go on with the third years, but she wants me to report to her everything I talk with my professor, the one who's supposed to give those lectures. So, just one day, and already I am involved in department conspirations. It's crazy.
Still, I am quite content. I liked the feeling of teaching and I wasn't nervous at all. It's true that my hands did tremble, but they do it all the time now. But it was great. I wasn't afraid and I made my points quite clear... although I fear that the third-years think I am a sadist, cos I did give them a lot of material.
So, I lost two classes, was allowed to keep one, but I am satisfied with myself as a teacher. At least, and unlike the real professors, I came prepared for class, with notes and hand outs and answers. Some professors have not even come to class today. In no time, I'll be running the department. Just wait and see...