It has been a thoroughly plaguing 24 hours for me. At this moment, I am sitting inside Bongo Java. Thank goodness, for if I were outside, I would be soaking wet. It is raining ponies and chickens outside, about as literally as literal can be. I'm sipping on a cup of coffee that has nearly hit empty, and I could seriously use 50 cents for a refill.
Let me now explain my distaste for the Public Speaking class that I am enrolled in this semester. I have yet to give my first speech, but I can already feel the knots being tied in my stomach, and my tongue is starting to roll around foolishly, assuring a disturbingly clumsy oral delivery. I honestly am not as worried as I seem to be. I often find that it is more amusing to be cynical, if only to amuse myself. I'm not sure if anyone else picks up on the humor in being completely negative, but I nearly always do. Let it be known that I am loving life, and the speech class isn't so terrible.
4 comments:
oh i'm so sad. i just tried to leave a message and it gave me a stupid error message.
but... I MISS YOU. and i like that picture. a good perspective.
yuck about public speaking. i have to take that this summer if i want to graduate in december (which i do!)... but i hate public speaking with a passion.
so you're coming home in march? you better.
Aw the subject of this post reminds me of our trip to Illinois.
Steven, your blogs are always so enjoyable to read. :) How have you been?? Ok so the blog-world is probably not the best place to have this conversation. But anyways, I just stumbled across this again and wanted to say hello!
well i want to leave you a comment because i like reading your writing; it reminds me of the way you talk and i miss talking. i'm pretty sure i had something to do with the plague on this day, if i remember correctly. disturbingly clumsy. i think that's really funny.
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