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Wednesday, January 31, 2007

straight to the gallows

Ever feel as though you're the last to figure out what's about to happen, and you're the fated? After my presentation yesterday I couldn't help the feeling of disgrace overwhelming me. I wasn't sure if it was me avoiding eye contact with them or the otherway around but it was there, that heaviness. I didn't hear myself the whole time but I'm almost positive that I didn't even complete sentences. An absolute horrid mess. Afterwards, I received no feedback and couldn't read my performance off of anyone's face. Kind of like that time you took your dog to the vet to be put down, only he didn't know it was happening. No eye contact for fear of revealing bad news. The prof didn't even look at me! "Poor thing, she's toast".

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