Nervousness

Tomorrow will be my first cultural presentation for an AB Samahan meeting and...

I've been nervous all week.

I carried my nerves with me when I helped announced AB Samahan's first meeting at APSA's first meeting just two days ago. I was so nervous, I wrote a small script of what to say. It was just a two minute announcement and I already felt my face turning red :x

I couldn't believe it, but last night, I actually had a dream about the first meeting. For some reason, it was held in a big Roman-looking arena and it was my turn to give my presentation. I held the mic in my right hand and my script in my left. I started my presentation the way I intended. More people entered the arena. Everyone was looking at me. The beginning of my presentation made a lot of people laugh and I smiled as I continued to interact with my audience. The presentation was going well, people raised their hands when they related to the questions I asked. Then ...I paused.

I forgot what I wanted to say next.

Luckily, I had my script, so I quickly looked at it.

F*ck.


Wrong script.

I asked the audience to excuse me as I left the arena really quick. While some of the AB Samahan members were keeping the audience entertained, I somehow entered an office-looking room. All the officers' backpacks were there. I found mine then dug deep into my bag trying to find my script.

I couldn't find it. But I kept searching. Even to the point that I was crying.

I don't know how, but when I could no longer bear the emotions I felt, I was able to escape by waking myself up.

Yup.

I will be the last presentation for tomorrow's first meeting. It was intended that way so people can leave feeling... moved.

It's up to you, Jen!
Finish the meeting strong!

F*ck the last half of that dream.
I can do it.
& it will be a lot of fun. :]