Out of my depth
As a schoolkid, I signed up for a public speaking contest purely as a ruse to meet girls. It haunts me still: in front of 300 people, I started to speak, dried up, stood there for what felt like half an hour staring at the floor and then slowly walked back to my seat. Oh, and the girl I liked laughed.
Have you ever been utterly, completely, devastatingly out of your depth?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
As a schoolkid, I signed up for a public speaking contest purely as a ruse to meet girls. It haunts me still: in front of 300 people, I started to speak, dried up, stood there for what felt like half an hour staring at the floor and then slowly walked back to my seat. Oh, and the girl I liked laughed.
Have you ever been utterly, completely, devastatingly out of your depth?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
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Me and this girl at my school
were to take part in a school concert. I play guitar, she sings. The problem is, we had no songs, so we decided we would write one. This was on Saturday. The concert was on the following Monday. So that Sunday, I went to the girl's house on saturday armed with a guitar. We fucked about and did virtually no work, due to her throwing a massive wobbly while her mum was out and kicking me and her mate out of the house. I assumed, therefore, that the concert was off.
Picture this. It's 3pm on Monday. I'm sitting in Maths looking forward to a quiet evening of Quake or something, and who should come running up to me but the singer?
"Reid!" she shouts "We've got to write a song!"
"I thought we cancelled?"
"No, we're playing! We're on in four hours!"
I wrote down the first thing that came into my head. It was excrable, not even as interesting as Coldplay feeling uninspired. Never mind, I thought, nobody turns up to school events anyway. We got this chappie in to play bass, and he was basically improvising the whole time. Oh well. We had FOUR HOURS to write the song and perform it! Aaargh! But never mind, I thought, nobody'll take this seriously, the other acts aren't up to much...
We later played to a full school theatre of about 300 people.
Out of my depth? Pacifically.
apologies for length?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 16:12, Reply)
were to take part in a school concert. I play guitar, she sings. The problem is, we had no songs, so we decided we would write one. This was on Saturday. The concert was on the following Monday. So that Sunday, I went to the girl's house on saturday armed with a guitar. We fucked about and did virtually no work, due to her throwing a massive wobbly while her mum was out and kicking me and her mate out of the house. I assumed, therefore, that the concert was off.
Picture this. It's 3pm on Monday. I'm sitting in Maths looking forward to a quiet evening of Quake or something, and who should come running up to me but the singer?
"Reid!" she shouts "We've got to write a song!"
"I thought we cancelled?"
"No, we're playing! We're on in four hours!"
I wrote down the first thing that came into my head. It was excrable, not even as interesting as Coldplay feeling uninspired. Never mind, I thought, nobody turns up to school events anyway. We got this chappie in to play bass, and he was basically improvising the whole time. Oh well. We had FOUR HOURS to write the song and perform it! Aaargh! But never mind, I thought, nobody'll take this seriously, the other acts aren't up to much...
We later played to a full school theatre of about 300 people.
Out of my depth? Pacifically.
apologies for length?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 16:12, Reply)
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