Speeeeeeech
So this week has been pretty swell. This weekend Tom and I went to see The Violin. It was a Mexican film, with English subtitles, but I enjoyed it. We then watched Dancer in the Dark in Tom's room. It was terrible (in my opinion). Let's see, on Saturday nothing too exciting happened. Rachel and I went shopping for Caitlin's birthday gifts. Tom came over to my room, and I recorded him playing the guitar on my computer. Sunday was work, work, work...
Today we celebrated Caitlin's birthday, which was yesterday. Todd, Rachel, Caitlin, and I went to dinner at this Vietnamese place in Georgetown. Then we took a few hour break to digest (while Caitlin had orchestra). We then went to Todd's apartment and had chocolate cheesecake. It was delicious. Now I'm super stuffed.
Tomorrow morning I'm FINALLY giving my speech to my English class (which I've had prepared and been nervous about giving for a week now). I just want to get it over with already. I feel so silly, but I'm seriously like, worried about it. I feel like once I get it over with this huge weight will be lifted off of my shoulders. It's ridiculous. It's a silly little speech. Everyone in the class had to do it. Why am I obsessing over it? Why do I hate public speaking so much? I can't help it though. Blah. So yea, come 12:35 tomorrow I shall feel much better. (Oh, the fact that I had TWO dreams about sleeping in and not being able to give the speech last night doesn't help either - what does that even mean?)
So yea, this weekend I don't have any plans yet. I have a comparative politics midterm next Thursday, so hopefully I'll be smart and start studying for that... But I don't have any like, social plans. I hope I get some...
Today we celebrated Caitlin's birthday, which was yesterday. Todd, Rachel, Caitlin, and I went to dinner at this Vietnamese place in Georgetown. Then we took a few hour break to digest (while Caitlin had orchestra). We then went to Todd's apartment and had chocolate cheesecake. It was delicious. Now I'm super stuffed.
Tomorrow morning I'm FINALLY giving my speech to my English class (which I've had prepared and been nervous about giving for a week now). I just want to get it over with already. I feel so silly, but I'm seriously like, worried about it. I feel like once I get it over with this huge weight will be lifted off of my shoulders. It's ridiculous. It's a silly little speech. Everyone in the class had to do it. Why am I obsessing over it? Why do I hate public speaking so much? I can't help it though. Blah. So yea, come 12:35 tomorrow I shall feel much better. (Oh, the fact that I had TWO dreams about sleeping in and not being able to give the speech last night doesn't help either - what does that even mean?)
So yea, this weekend I don't have any plans yet. I have a comparative politics midterm next Thursday, so hopefully I'll be smart and start studying for that... But I don't have any like, social plans. I hope I get some...