Jun 08, 2007 16:13
So, as I prepare to head towards the first Student Assembly called by the students my school has had in.. erm... many, many years, I sit here wondering.
Just exactly what was I thinking????
You know who shouldn't lead student motions and activism? Introverts. I have no idea of what I'm going to say, aside from going over the petition letter, address concerns and make public the next actions of the.. of the.. movement? of.. the cause? Well. What we're going to be doing next. Oh god oh god oh god.
I'm so going to throw up.
How did I end up pulling enough courage to start this? Hooooowwwww????
I have to see this through now. I hope the Righteous Rage lasts me long enough to see the end of this, because every time I cool down I start feeling just like this, like throwing up, wondering just who am I to be doing this, fearing that no one will attend, fearing that they will. Wanting success more than anything and dreading failure in ways that make my stomach turn inside out.
I couldn't sleep last night. Viva la Revolution?
In the scale of 1 to 10, how wrong is it that I'm drawing inspiration from Spider Jerusalem?
If people would let me negotiate with the machete, it would all be much easier.
More news on this later.
flesh-life