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30 March, 2011

Communications Is Ruining Everything

For those of you who know me, you know that:

1. I avoid public speaking like the plague
2. I have to medicate before getting any type of shot
and
3. I hate beans

What has started this series of unfortunate events is the communications class I am taking right now. You see I have to talk with 3 other people in front of the whole class for 45 MINUTES! That means I have to talk for 11.25 minutes. Thats going to be impossible. The last time I talked in public was in South Africa ages ago during a church meeting. I had to speak for 15 minutes. I was in a branch, so I convinced myself that I could do it because there was only going to be about 30 people there. Anyways, I prepared my talk. Went over it again and again. I practiced looking up and I made sure it was 15 minutes long and all was well. As soon as I got up to give my talk the usual happened. My heart started racing. I couldn't look up. My face turned red. Then I started talking with a shaking voice and when I finished my talk only 5 minutes had passed and I sounded like I had just run a marathon. Oh- and I never once looked up.  So how I am supposed to talk for an average of 11.25 minutes in front of an entire class? And did I mention that there are 3 guys in my group? The one is a convicted felon for armed robbery, the other is about 47 years old and makes less money than his wife, and the other is a personal trainer who loves to eat chocolate protein bars during class. How am I supposed to talk to them for a duration of 45 minutes? Kill me!

Moving onto the next thing. I had to change birth controls. I've had to do this about 4 times in my life, so it wasn't such a big deal. Or so I thought. This new pill I have been prescribed can cause abnormally high potassium levels in some people and that can lead to heart palpitations. So in about a month, I have to get my blood taken to be tested. Problem, problem, problem! Firstly, as you know, I am terrified of needles. Secondly, aren't blood taking needles bigger than normal ones? It's still weeks away and I am already stressing... bad! Last time I got a shot I had to take a valium before. Yes, it's that bad!

Lastly, I am not being forced to eat beans quite yet... But I am mentally preparing myself just in case.

29 March, 2011

Via Spiga Please!

Reese and I did a little bit of shopping (mostly window) on Saturday. We were at Nordstroms Rack and while Reese was trying on clothes and not coming out of the fitting room to show me like a narna I was in the shoe section looking for wedges.

Thats when I found these:

Aren't they gorgeous? Unfortunately... maybe fortunately... they didn't have my size. So I went online and the only other place I can find that has them is the actual website. Problem because of the price. They were tons cheaper at Nordstroms Rack. Ugh. Why is my life so difficult? 

Just kidding. 

I think they are amazing though. Do you think they'll be around come October (birth month)? I hope so! 
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