So today in my english class we had a big project assignment and we had to speak in front of the class. Well ya know not so bad right? Wrong. Terribly wrong. I was standing there in front of the class and it came to be my turn and I totally freaked out. I first wasn't talking loud enough and the teacher asked me to speak up, so I tried to and my voice was like stuck, it wouldn't come out. So then I started to feel really... well trapped I suppose. And I stared at my paper and the words weren't making any sense from my notes and I started feeling really claustrophobic around now and I was trembling really badly and my group was staring at me like I was a loser and these guy in the front row were giggling at me and it was so quiet and I couldn't concentrate and finally I choked out "Deconstructionist criticism." Well my teacher tries to help and starts explaining this criticism to the class cause we haven't covered it all and the entire time I was standing there trying to hold back the tears and a few managed to get lose and it was so freaking .... I dunno I was scared and I don't know why. Well a guy in my group came over and tried to help calm me down and he touched my back and if freaked me out, I'm not a touchy person, and I flinched, really badly and I knew that it was wrong and that I hurt his feelings and I didn't mean to but I was so scared. I've never felt like that before and it was terrible. And so the teacher stopped talking and it was back to me and I started shaking even worse and my voice trembled and my paper was shaking. And oh my goodness I've never... wow, it was bad. And I kept touching my face like I was trying to hide or something. But it was over in about five minutes, felt like twenty, and the group went on and I felt like such an a**. >< Guh! So thats my story. Fun huh?
Ha... Ha ha... I wish I could say that was a joke. ><
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