Tomorrow at this time I will be anxiously waiting to present my history senior seminar.
I will be anxiously sitting through three of my classmates’ presentations before I’m up to go.
I will be hoping, hoping, hoping that it all goes well (considering that my practice presentation was absolute shit).
I’m not going to lie, I’m getting nervous for this. Partly because I can’t just go first and get it over with. Since all five of my classmates and I present one after the other, someone has to go first, someone has to go last, and inevitably there has to be a few people in the middle. If it were up to me, I’d be up first because I tend to get more nervous when I have to sit around and wait. However, my professor decided to order presentations chronologically throughout history (as this is the history senior seminar, that makes perfect sense) and “A Man on the Fringes: Montgomery Blair and the Coming of the Civil War” fell right smack dab in the middle of that chronology.
I’m also nervous because I did mess up so badly during my practice presentation. Granted, I wasn’t prepared and still didn’t even really know what Continue reading “Senior Seminar Freak Out Sesh *Breathe Britta, Breathe*”
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