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P-presents from my sister!! Aaaah pig. Ahhh mint chocolate pig. So that brings our collection of Boopigs up to... seven? Yes. Seven. Wow, we could start our own museum or something. And the food is the delicious baumkuchen. N-now I have so much stuff I can eat, since I still have that box of Tagalongs in my closet.
I'd been stressing out for most of the past few days but especially yesterday over the short presentation I had to give today. It's silly, really, to worry as much as I do about these things. But I have what I suspect is not just a fear but a phobia of public speaking. I went to bed at 3:30 last night and woke up at 8! Luckily my abject terror was enough to wake me up and make me sound coherent during the class. This fear is annoying. It's like, seriously, self! A 20-minute presentation with another person? And the prof has been very kind and helpful and clearly intent on making you feel at ease? It's bordering on ridiculous. But it's not easy to stop. And it made me so angry and depressed and worried and stressed (both about the presentation and about the fact that I was freaking out so badly and couldn't stop) that I felt like the onset of raging PMS but was in fact just me, contemplated imbibing alcohol more than once but figured it wasn't a very good idea during the week, and ate almost 10 Tagalongs last night alone.
\o/ And I wonder why I'm a social failure...