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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Recorders - spawn of Satan
Eh up,
I tried to learn the recorder at junior school. I really did. Well, for about three weeks before realising that it was a total waste of time. However, I was far to embarrased to admit this. I just pretended to play in music lessons. Then came the concert for the parents.
My cunning plan was becoming ever so slightly less cunning.
I was on the stage with my class attempting to play the recorder in front of a few hundred people, including my parents. I just stood there (fortunately at the back) and moved my fingers, utterly out of time to everyone else.
Then came the tears.
I _hate_ recorders.
( , Sun 17 Oct 2004, 14:15, Reply)
Eh up,
I tried to learn the recorder at junior school. I really did. Well, for about three weeks before realising that it was a total waste of time. However, I was far to embarrased to admit this. I just pretended to play in music lessons. Then came the concert for the parents.
My cunning plan was becoming ever so slightly less cunning.
I was on the stage with my class attempting to play the recorder in front of a few hundred people, including my parents. I just stood there (fortunately at the back) and moved my fingers, utterly out of time to everyone else.
Then came the tears.
I _hate_ recorders.
( , Sun 17 Oct 2004, 14:15, Reply)
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