Not altogether smooth, really. But I think it's easing up now. Spots of the past week, recorded as handphone memos at odd times:
Not sure what to do, sense of uselessness
Just don't want to book in, wake up early, have to face the platoon and section the whole day. And my colleagues and the PC and the OC.
Damnit the highbeams are blinding me.
It's only as stressful as you make it out to be, really.
But it's a bit easier to work now that the recruits aren't so stunned and actually respond a bit. Discipline is still a problem though. Need to learn to start scolding and punishing soon ... unfortunately.
And yes, your voice is incredibly flat. After talking to the whole platoon for a while it becomes a downer even to yourself. Work on it, please.
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