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Oct 05, 2005 07:36

So I'm skipping digital art to prepare myself for my last-second speech on deep sea fish. (Which will be a shock for my instructor, since she wasn't really paying attention and thinks my subject is "deep sea fishing", which isn't half as interesting to me.)

Why am I so freaking nice about these things? The second she announced that the class would be allowed to choose what days they did their speeches on, I knew I was going to end up on the fist day. Not because there was nothing else left, but because I voulnteered for it. Because I'm a freaking MASOCHIST.

I'm lucky I have half a clue on what I'm talking about, so hopefully I won't go stupid-nervous in front of the class. I'm mainly worried that no one will care about what I have to say. I did talk to two people who said they thought it was interesting, but they were both males (females have the majority in the class) and nither of them were preppy just-here-for-general-ed-and-I-hate-the-class people (the overwhelming majority).

Now I'm not a huge fan of the class, mind you. It's partially the classmates' attitudes, and partially our instructor, who really needs to be teaching first grade. Condecending talk, half-listening to responses, way-too-sugary-sweet tone, and busy work. It kinda makes me feel like screaming.

Anyhow, there'll probably be a post up later on how it went and what the body count is.

deep sea fish, speech

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