Today, I have been a quivering wreck.
It wasn't just nerves. It was also lack of sleeping and lack of eating and generally feeling completely overwhelmed by everything. I spent the hours prior to my presentation sat shivering from apprehension as well as the fact that it was frickin' freezing in the lecture room. But I did it. It was okay.
As for my birthday? Pancakes at breakfast o'clock, as made by beautiful housemates, along with banners and balloons, outside my room upon awakening. It's peak exam season, so I didn't expect gifts, but I was presented with a bagful of sweet treats, mainly, but also a few surprises. Crunchy nut clusters, syrup flapjack, party rings, toffee popcorn, cheesecake and cookies. Plus stickers, Sparkle Magazine ( complete with Strawberry's Secrets notepad and pencil!) and an animal colouring book. I think I just turned six years old.
The excitement of my morning was followed by a full day in the library.
A few packages, phonecalls and minor panic attacks later, my housemate thought a birthday tipple might be a good idea. So, there I was, drinking neat gin on the rocks at 11pm, whilst still trying to finalise my presentation. A few sips was all it took for me to start feeling the effects...
I didn't get much sleep last night.
So now we're back around to the start, where I'm sitting in a chilly room, shaking like a bowl full of jelly on a washing machine, ready to give a presentation in front of thirty-odd people. All but one of them male and four of whom had previously hit on me. But I did it. It was okay, I flashed a few smiles and wore a low-cut dress. I may not be science-smart, but I sure do know the way to a man's heart. Joking.
In other news: I still have no cake.
On the jukebox: Ace of Base ~ C'est La Vie (Always 21) - I am as young as I'm feeling
I find it thoroughly depressing that there is still a need for women to play up to their sexuality in order to get ahead.
ReplyDeleteAnd for any blokes reading who don't think there is - sorry, mate, but it feels like it, and every time a successful woman is mentioned in the media, there will inevitably be a comment on her family situation/ what she looks like/ what she's wearing. "Make them think of sex, it always works!"
Social grumbling over.
Congratulations on getting your presentation over and done with, that must be such a relief! You can cake yourself silly in a week's time, along with your lovely housegirls :-)
Look, I just need to find a sot itcake box and I'll post it. OK! ;-)
ReplyDeleteI find it slightly spooky that myself and Lucy must have been reading and replying to your post at the same time...
ReplyDeleteMeh. I don't think there's a *need*, as such. I think most girls would get on just fine without it. I think it just... helps. Definitely helps.
ReplyDeleteNeat gin on the rocks is an excellent way to spend an evening. I heartily approve.