Professors come and go in every student’s life. Some are inspiring while the majority are destructive. I admire the strict type for as long as he is rational and will perform his job. I hate the friendly appearing ones since they are the so called smiling 5. I once knew a professor who publicly appreciates my effort only to receive a failing mark when I received my report card. I’d rather be castigated in class for as long as I will be evaluated objectively and not by tossing a coin on air and pray that mine is head and not the tail that landed on the professor’s palm.