Tomorrow’s my first big speech. I thought I had that mofo down and then I read it, which caused me to revise it. Then I read it again and I had to revise it again. Repeat 2x. I cannot read this speech to memorize it without fixing something. Honestly, this shit sucks big donkey balls. How do you stop revising? How do you memorize without revising? I do better at waiting tables, I swear to god.
Ok. I’m done crying now. Back to work for me.
Update:
Thanks for all the cheerleading, folks. But I suck and there’s just no getting away from that.
Well, the information was excellent and I got good marks on that (intro, transitions, ethos, etc.) but my presentation flopped like a dead fish. I got zero hours of sleep last night and promptly forgot everything I thought I memorized. I started out strong and about halfway through my second paragraph a panic attack set in, someone in the audience distracted me and that, I’m sorry to say, was the end of that. My 4 minute speech ended up being 6 minutes. Very embarrassing. The only thing that saved me was the content and the organization (though it was hard to tell that I was organized because of my sudden crash). I wasn’t the only one to have that happen so I’m not feeling lonely. Oh well. I have three more speeches to give, so I hope I’ll figure it out before the end of the semester. I’m not too worried about the grade, as long as it’s good enough to keep me from having to retake this damned class.
But let me tell you about Red. Jeebus, but that bitch was ultra irritating today. When we got our evaluations this chick raises her hand and says “I’ve got all fives, what does that mean?” That was her trying to let everyone know how well she did. Except she’s a lying cow. Prof says to her “I think you must be mistaken because no one got all fives.” Mwahahahaha! That was gold, I’ll tell ya, pure gold. But did it stop Red? No. We got our papers back and they were graded, but not with percentage points. Red: “How many percentage points is a B+?” Good grief, idiot, shut up! Honestly, who the fuck cares but you? Prof explained the grading scale that was actually on the syllabus, which Red had right in front of her. Dumbass. Hey, Red! I got an A. How’s that tickle your ass, Heifer? (I didn’t tell her my grade because it’s not her business, ya know?)
She’s one of those people that tries to compete with the entire class for the best grade. I hate people like that. What’s the point? It’s not going to affect my grade point and I’m really not going to fall at her feet in adulation. I’m pretty sure no one else is either, judging from the amount of eye rolling that was happening. Poor kid needs to find some kind of self-esteem and quit with the trying to impress. Millie is like that with her money “Ooo, look what I have! Aren’t you jealous?” Um, no. I don’t get jealous. Now, if you want to share in the wealth/nerves of steel, then by all means do that. Otherwise shut your pie hole and move the fuck on.
Well, I certainly feel a lot better now. Nothing like giving a bitch the what-for to take away the abject humiliation and disappointment of completely flopping that damned speech. Whew.
Next up: The informational speech. I’m thinking about doing Paganism. What do you think?
I need a cheerleader
Tomorrow’s my first big speech. I thought I had that mofo down and then I read it, which caused me to revise it. Then I read it again and I had to revise it again. Repeat 2x. I cannot read this speech to memorize it without fixing something. Honestly, this shit sucks big donkey balls. How do you stop revising? How do you memorize without revising? I do better at waiting tables, I swear to god.
Ok. I’m done crying now. Back to work for me.
Update:
Thanks for all the cheerleading, folks. But I suck and there’s just no getting away from that.
Well, the information was excellent and I got good marks on that (intro, transitions, ethos, etc.) but my presentation flopped like a dead fish. I got zero hours of sleep last night and promptly forgot everything I thought I memorized. I started out strong and about halfway through my second paragraph a panic attack set in, someone in the audience distracted me and that, I’m sorry to say, was the end of that. My 4 minute speech ended up being 6 minutes. Very embarrassing. The only thing that saved me was the content and the organization (though it was hard to tell that I was organized because of my sudden crash). I wasn’t the only one to have that happen so I’m not feeling lonely. Oh well. I have three more speeches to give, so I hope I’ll figure it out before the end of the semester. I’m not too worried about the grade, as long as it’s good enough to keep me from having to retake this damned class.
But let me tell you about Red. Jeebus, but that bitch was ultra irritating today. When we got our evaluations this chick raises her hand and says “I’ve got all fives, what does that mean?” That was her trying to let everyone know how well she did. Except she’s a lying cow. Prof says to her “I think you must be mistaken because no one got all fives.” Mwahahahaha! That was gold, I’ll tell ya, pure gold. But did it stop Red? No. We got our papers back and they were graded, but not with percentage points. Red: “How many percentage points is a B+?” Good grief, idiot, shut up! Honestly, who the fuck cares but you? Prof explained the grading scale that was actually on the syllabus, which Red had right in front of her. Dumbass. Hey, Red! I got an A. How’s that tickle your ass, Heifer? (I didn’t tell her my grade because it’s not her business, ya know?)
She’s one of those people that tries to compete with the entire class for the best grade. I hate people like that. What’s the point? It’s not going to affect my grade point and I’m really not going to fall at her feet in adulation. I’m pretty sure no one else is either, judging from the amount of eye rolling that was happening. Poor kid needs to find some kind of self-esteem and quit with the trying to impress. Millie is like that with her money “Ooo, look what I have! Aren’t you jealous?” Um, no. I don’t get jealous. Now, if you want to share in the wealth/nerves of steel, then by all means do that. Otherwise shut your pie hole and move the fuck on.
Well, I certainly feel a lot better now. Nothing like giving a bitch the what-for to take away the abject humiliation and disappointment of completely flopping that damned speech. Whew.
Next up: The informational speech. I’m thinking about doing Paganism. What do you think?
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