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So God definitely found his way of slowing me down this weekend. He's been telling me to take a day off from the constant go go go, and I just...haven't completely listened. So I spent this weekend in recovery. I ate something funky on Thursday that did nottt sit well with my stomach...finally felt better by last night, just in time for the fusion performance. Our hiphop group danced in this other dance group's show, and I loved all the lyrical/contemporary performances. They made me wish I had more technical practice and had taken actual classes consistently. The girl who choreographed them really did an awesome job.
I've also been knocked down for my over-confidence and laziness. I had an informational speech to deliver in my rhetoric class, and I just didn't put enough work into it. I figured I was comfortable talking in front of a class, and I didn't want to sound mechanical if I practiced the speech over and over. I tried it once, since it had to fit into 8 minutes, but feeling the actual time constraint made me really nervous and I kept "umm"-ing and forgetting what to say. So I did the most illogical thing: I didn't practice.
And I didn't even draft a speech either. Our professor had sent an e-mail to everyone saying that once we've composed our speeches, we're not done. We still had to practice and prepare notes from which to speak. I didn't draft a speech. I prepared a powerpoint, but I didn't draft a speech.
So I felt awful during and after delivering my speech. We have a good class, and we were all sympathizing with each other while waiting to deliver our speeches. Literally everyone did really well--except for me. It was totally disorganized and botched. The moment the first "um" came out, a whole string of them followed. I think I went in knowing it would suck, because after seeing everyone else's speeches, you could tell they had planning, organization, and practice. You could tell I didn't prepare enough, and I didn't even reach the full 8 minutes.
I wasn't only disappointed in myself, but I felt like I'd disappointed my classmates as well. Like they actually put work and practice into their speeches, so how could I sit there with them before class, saying I was nervous to deliver mine as well? I didn't even do half the work that they did, and I was the last one to go--I ended the night with them feeling embarrassed for me and I'd wasted 5 minutes of their time. I had them sit through something probably pretty painful to watch and ruined the streak of good stuff happening before then. On top of that, my info speech was on my internship over summer and winter break, which I really loved, and I wanted everyone to see why I loved it. And I didn't do it justice at all.
My professor's feedback made sense, and I got the grade I felt I deserved as I walked away from the front of the class. It's more than the grade though, that's bothering me. It's everything above. It's the fact that I less than half-assed it--I foolishly thought I could deliver it without practice.
We have three more speeches to deliver this class, and I am not letting this happen again.
I've also been knocked down for my over-confidence and laziness. I had an informational speech to deliver in my rhetoric class, and I just didn't put enough work into it. I figured I was comfortable talking in front of a class, and I didn't want to sound mechanical if I practiced the speech over and over. I tried it once, since it had to fit into 8 minutes, but feeling the actual time constraint made me really nervous and I kept "umm"-ing and forgetting what to say. So I did the most illogical thing: I didn't practice.
And I didn't even draft a speech either. Our professor had sent an e-mail to everyone saying that once we've composed our speeches, we're not done. We still had to practice and prepare notes from which to speak. I didn't draft a speech. I prepared a powerpoint, but I didn't draft a speech.
So I felt awful during and after delivering my speech. We have a good class, and we were all sympathizing with each other while waiting to deliver our speeches. Literally everyone did really well--except for me. It was totally disorganized and botched. The moment the first "um" came out, a whole string of them followed. I think I went in knowing it would suck, because after seeing everyone else's speeches, you could tell they had planning, organization, and practice. You could tell I didn't prepare enough, and I didn't even reach the full 8 minutes.
I wasn't only disappointed in myself, but I felt like I'd disappointed my classmates as well. Like they actually put work and practice into their speeches, so how could I sit there with them before class, saying I was nervous to deliver mine as well? I didn't even do half the work that they did, and I was the last one to go--I ended the night with them feeling embarrassed for me and I'd wasted 5 minutes of their time. I had them sit through something probably pretty painful to watch and ruined the streak of good stuff happening before then. On top of that, my info speech was on my internship over summer and winter break, which I really loved, and I wanted everyone to see why I loved it. And I didn't do it justice at all.
My professor's feedback made sense, and I got the grade I felt I deserved as I walked away from the front of the class. It's more than the grade though, that's bothering me. It's everything above. It's the fact that I less than half-assed it--I foolishly thought I could deliver it without practice.
We have three more speeches to deliver this class, and I am not letting this happen again.