i think today could easily be one of the worst days i've experienced in a long time. i had a presentation in my spanish class scheduled for today and i spent forever working on it and researching it - granted it was forever last night - until 6:30am this morning. [i think some of my best work is done under this kind of pressure.] anyway, so i only had two hours of sleep and all day long i've been building up my confidence to do this presentation - which was only difficult because it's in spanish and we have so many great spanish speakers in class who are mass intimidating. anywho...i skipped lunch too because i was so nervous and didn't want to take any chances.
ok, so my 1:30pm, i'm extremely tired, starving, and moody because i'm feeling all PMS-y [i'm sure nobody really cared to know that - but i'm on a rampage...] and there's like 4 people ahead of me who have to present - and each presentation is to be 10 minutes max. this is a two-hour class with a 10 minute break between hours. so...doing the math, all five of us should be able to finish with plenty of time leftover. during the first hour, three people did theirs and then we took a break. at the start of the second hour, this guy went up to do his presentation, which he made sound like it was too short because he mentioned he had a video that was two minutes long. so...he gets up there...and he start his presentation...10 minutes later, he's still going, and 10 minutes after that, still going. at this point, there's like 25 minutes of class left - still enough time for me. yea...like 35 minutes after he started, he finishes up and there's like 11 minutes left of class and i'm thinking, i can totally do my presentation in that amount of time...but no. he pops in his video and at this point i'm thinking...ok...two minute video...i can still finish mine in 9 minutes [with the whole fast talking thing].
yea...the video clip ran for 10 minutes, and then class was over. i was livid. i wanted to jump up onto the table and taking a flying body tackle at this guy and beat him to the ground until he cried. i know...violence is never the answer...but i was that upset [given my lack of sleep, food, and pms - not to mention the anticipation and nerves i'd had to deal with all day long - which i'll have to repeat on wednesday.] i mean...fury was oozing from every fiber of my being. this was supposed to be one more thing that i could cross of my list and not deal with and i was just a bit crazed that i didn't get to stop worrying about it. well, 15 minutes after class, all my anger evaporated and i was just annoyed. i think i can say a big thanks to God for the quick simmerin' down of the crazy mad. so...what i'm left with is resignation that i'm going on wednesday. *sigh*
academic countdown:
all of this...by thursday. it's a big lame. and now that i've whined and complained for all the world - or whoever actually skims this - i'm going to find a happy thought that hold onto that for awhile.
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