Okay, a brief recap of my weekend before I go on about what I really want to blab about.

I had a fairly interesting saturday with my neighbour and the rest of her family (yes, she's my neighbour and not my twin sister. everyone please get that one right). All of us including the hundreds of cars that were neatly parked at that open field were waiting with much anticipation for the display by the Italians. It was quite a spectacle because I've never seen anything like that on homeground (yes neighbour, believe it or not). And may I also add that I was very amazed at how organised Singaporeans are. The minute I stood up to get a better view of the fireworks display, I was in awe. Not at the massive turnout of the crowd but rather at how unbelievably systematic we all are. If one thing's for certain, I know that in my heart, I said to myself orrrrghhhh, look at that. I love how everything looks; so neat. As if everyone's been automated to be like that. Like what Monica may say, I think I had a tiny orgasm. hehhh.

Okay enough of my marvelling at such precise order. In any case, I find the display extremely beautiful. Especially the curly fries. hurhurhurrr.

Anyway.

I had initially planned to bring one of my classes to the library to borrow a book and get a book review done but it suddenly dawned on me (thank God!) that CA is approaching and I haven't got much time to do any salvation. So I decided to cancel the library visit and just stay in class to do a review on a newspaper article. I assigned them homework which requires a little bit of reflective thinking and then went on to discuss another article. Now, this article discusses teen sex and pre-marital sex.

I don't really care if I'm going to get into trouble for this entry

The moment I mentioned the subject of discussion, the whole class erupted with a roar of unsettling excitement. One group of rowdy boys even thought I was going to teach them how to do it. I can understand the excitement but for the love of life, it's just a class discussion. Get a grip (excuse the pun). There's a fine line between joking with your teacher and being plain rude. And when you tell your teacher to demonstrate with another student, you're way overboard. Sometimes I don't know if I should tell myself that these students are only 13 and they don't know a thing, or if they're really stupid and uncivilised. I don't know if I should reach out to them and enlighten, which would be the morally sound thing to do, or if I should just let them be, which would let me live a lot longer.

Come on. All I wanted to ask was, do you think safe sex alone is effective? Do you think educating the masses on abstinence alone is effective? Afterall, it takes two to clap. Seriously, that was it. And I think some of them went home still thinking that condoms is the solution and that abortion is all right. -slaps forehead-

Ya Raab. What did I get myself into?

I pray that they will grow up to be morally upright men and women who know that condoms is not the solution and that even though abortion is made accessible and legal, it does not mean that it's all right. Careful deliberation must be made and there are complications that follow. Do they think they are mature enough to come to a decision? Do they think they can shoulder a huge responsibility as such? I hope they are all asking themselves these questions at home, right now. I hope lah.

But I don't think I want to force it upon them. I don't want them to think that it has to be that way just because most of us say it has to be that way. How am I supposed to make them think for themselves and what's best for them? I understand that's going to need a little bit of the skill to think analytically and the ability to reflect. And I haven't exactly touched on that facet of understanding.

I didn't know teaching is so demanding.

Can I go pull out all my hair now?

NUS freshie!!! How was your first day as an undergrad??? (: