first memorable day here.
While I'm still working on the ridiculous story, I will write something here which is pretty out of the box and embarrassing.
So, on Thursday, I already knew that I will gonna do a presentation about myself and the logo. I always love to do it. But I'm just so easy to get frightened and afraid of people looking at me. It's like they are gonna trample me to death. I stepped out to the front of everyone. I hold my paper with a drawing of chick. Small little chick. I knew what I will gonna say. I had them in my mind. But, once I speaks, I forgot every thing, my hand shakes, leg shakes too. I started to explain. But somewhere in the middle, my tears flow down on my cheeks. Oh god. I don't know why. Maybe I was too scared. Or maybe I was afraid of they looking at me. OR maybe deep down inside, I said my dreams and I don't really open myself to people. I don't really want people know too much thing about me. It made me feel naked and vulnerable. I hate it. That's why I don't really speak out about my dreams. I feel so naked. Figuratively of course. Not literally. But anyway it shocked a lot of people. There's about 20 there. Oh lord. I wonder what their thoughts about me. Huh. I don't really wanna think about that.
I just really hope I can rebuild my confidence again and stand in front of the people and share the things I love. I really wanna do that ever since I experienced many things.
finger-crossed for me.
So, on Thursday, I already knew that I will gonna do a presentation about myself and the logo. I always love to do it. But I'm just so easy to get frightened and afraid of people looking at me. It's like they are gonna trample me to death. I stepped out to the front of everyone. I hold my paper with a drawing of chick. Small little chick. I knew what I will gonna say. I had them in my mind. But, once I speaks, I forgot every thing, my hand shakes, leg shakes too. I started to explain. But somewhere in the middle, my tears flow down on my cheeks. Oh god. I don't know why. Maybe I was too scared. Or maybe I was afraid of they looking at me. OR maybe deep down inside, I said my dreams and I don't really open myself to people. I don't really want people know too much thing about me. It made me feel naked and vulnerable. I hate it. That's why I don't really speak out about my dreams. I feel so naked. Figuratively of course. Not literally. But anyway it shocked a lot of people. There's about 20 there. Oh lord. I wonder what their thoughts about me. Huh. I don't really wanna think about that.
I just really hope I can rebuild my confidence again and stand in front of the people and share the things I love. I really wanna do that ever since I experienced many things.
finger-crossed for me.
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