i guess i'm having a nervous breakdown. talumpati is up tomorrow, and i'm just done with phase 1: re-editting your speech. then i have to memorize, and then aim on actually finishing the speech decently.
i remember my last monologue. grade 7. florante at laura. i was the king, and i just made the script up the day before the actual op, then i was shouting because kings possess authority. after the whole thing (i had to pause somewhere in the middle since i forgot my so-called lines) i found that my score was 3 points away from perfect, so i guessed that narrating yourself in a loud voice helped it.
but damn, it was still scary. as so with all things having to do with public speaking. it gives me a nervous breakdown (AND DAMNED ANXIETY ATTACKS... do you know how it feels like to have a sudden attack of LBM-ishness before you come up next?) since i'm overconscious anyway and there is a whole bunch of critics before me led by the master critic, the teacher. but then some of the bunch don't care. God bless those of you.
so i guess the only way to escape this is to die. but some people won't let me die, much less leave the country.
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
my nerves are all cracking up
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Romeo Moran
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9:01 PM
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