when these knees are a knocking
Yeah so i absolutely hate public speaking. There is this presentation i have to give for my job four times a year and for the week before it arrives my stomach gets weak. the last time i nearly passed out and couldnt even read the words on my power point. i was all "well you can see up there what we do..."
this time wasn't as bad but certainly wasnt joyful in any way. i looked at the same person during the entire duration. then i said my opening line at the end of my presentation. how lame. and it was a good line. very witty. very ess volunteer crowd appropriate. however, it made no sense coming at the end.
also, my back hurts. and no one cares. and there is a feeling-sorry-for-herself ten year old stomping around my house. AND i have pms. oh happy days.
this time wasn't as bad but certainly wasnt joyful in any way. i looked at the same person during the entire duration. then i said my opening line at the end of my presentation. how lame. and it was a good line. very witty. very ess volunteer crowd appropriate. however, it made no sense coming at the end.
also, my back hurts. and no one cares. and there is a feeling-sorry-for-herself ten year old stomping around my house. AND i have pms. oh happy days.


1 Comments:
At 11:44 PM,
Anonymous said…
well, when amanda gets back from cavorting around europe with her loving husband and after she unpacks all the great clothes she's bought overseas - we'll get out pity party going. but methinks amanda doesn't qualify for tears in beers. mind you, she can make us feel even worse about ourselves and get the bile rolling. everyone serves a purpose in life.
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