I consider myself to be a fairly outgoing person....
so why is it that whenever I have to do a presentation my heart becomes a metranome, my throat feels like dry toast, my voice refuses to remain calm and I feel like i'm in a dream sequence from a movie?
this morning: above symptoms followed by a presentation
this afternoon: working on shakespeare essay then Science and Religion
this evening: working on Shakespeare essay
tonight: '' ''
tomorrow: all-day essay
night: hand in my essay
thursday: another presentation
fuuucckk. School better fuck off soon. I'm not sure if i'm loosing modivation, my classes are more difficult, or i'm less smart than I used to be; but something is definately missing. I've been doing terribly in school this year. Plus, as soon as I receive one bad mark, I loose any desire to do well on the second one.
I just want this degree to be finished so I can travel far far away and go to some design school and eventually get married to a sound technician and have Jessica Simpson be one of my bridesmaids. That's all I want.
so why is it that whenever I have to do a presentation my heart becomes a metranome, my throat feels like dry toast, my voice refuses to remain calm and I feel like i'm in a dream sequence from a movie?
this morning: above symptoms followed by a presentation
this afternoon: working on shakespeare essay then Science and Religion
this evening: working on Shakespeare essay
tonight: '' ''
tomorrow: all-day essay
night: hand in my essay
thursday: another presentation
fuuucckk. School better fuck off soon. I'm not sure if i'm loosing modivation, my classes are more difficult, or i'm less smart than I used to be; but something is definately missing. I've been doing terribly in school this year. Plus, as soon as I receive one bad mark, I loose any desire to do well on the second one.
I just want this degree to be finished so I can travel far far away and go to some design school and eventually get married to a sound technician and have Jessica Simpson be one of my bridesmaids. That's all I want.
3 Comments:
At 5:58 AM,
Anonymous said…
you should see me when i do presesntations. its pathetic. i am the worst at them ever, of anyone in the whole world....EVER! i took large classes at smu, so that there would be too many people for us to have time to do presentations. i hate nothing more than presentations. have i made my point yet? THEY ARE THE WORST!!! i dont know how you do it. they are my biggest fear. im still talking....
ok, bye, sarah.
-Emily
At 5:27 AM,
Saraiu01 said…
Emily, Do you have a blog/lj? If you do, you should write about the presentation you gave when you were 4 minutes undertime and you clung onto the table.
At 2:11 PM,
Anonymous said…
That was the worst 60 seconds of my life.
Thanks for reminding me, whore, and yes, i do have a live journal. i might just write about it.
read me: eroos
-Emily
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