Nothing scares me like public speaking does. Just the thought of it makes me fidget! The nervous wreck in me wants to whack myself and slit my throat just so I could avoid the instance for the rest of my life. I was that scared with it, okay! I can't do anything about it. Whew. "Face your fears" they said, but what if you faced it a million times already and failed twice as much as the number you tried to conquer your fear?
Freshman year, highschool. My English teacher chose me in a heartbeat for she thought I could write well. Well, I could write well (or so I think, considering the number of times that I overused the word "well") but I can't deliver my words into its proper vocal output. To cut the long story short, I was asked to join an extemporaneous contest for the first time and then of course, lose to my experienced opponents. The same thing happened during my second year in college aaaaaannnndddd I'd rather not talk about it. The embarrassment is too much and talking about it makes me cringe. Sigh. Did I mention that I'm currently enrolled in a public speaking class? It may be too unlikely for me but I can't do anything about it because the curriculum lord has spoken. Acccckkk. I probably died my thousandth death today since this has been bothering me since yesterday. Rest in peace, my glossophobic self.
I don't even know why I'm doing this, I should be writing a self-introduction speech for Friday. *facepalm*
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