Davin's Discourse Diary

Bad Timing

2006-02-15T01:47:00.000-08:00

So as I sit here trying to maintain my composure as i complete this final draft of my outline I realize that perhaps giving a narrative speech that invovles a relationship the day after valentines day is probably not the best idea. And if not that, not the ideal situation for me. The one advantage though, if it occurs, is that if i end up crying during my presentation they will be real tears not amazing acting. As for the speech itself I am ungodly nervous. Why? I am a tangental thinker. Talk to me once, it is rare for me to finish a complete thought. Which could lead into one or two danger categories:

1. I get lost in my thoughts
2. In an attempt to cut down on the tangental logic I cut down on my figurative language which either results in a speech shorter than the alotted time or a speech lacking in impact and empahsis.

In either of these situations, my grade goes down. And considering its 4:51 in the morning, and its the day after hell (if you didnt get my infrence of Valentines day above) and i have to prep. God, you are in for an entertaining crash and burning wrech!

Why am I awake?!?!?

2006-01-23T06:05:00.000-08:00

So yeah.... what's goin on? Really... thats amazing. But yeah, I'm sitting here at 9:08 (despite what this posting claims) in the computer lab begining my speech blog. I'm supposed to write... my mistake i mean create an entry of self reflection for this class. Which is cool and all becuase it expands my learning opportunities. But seriously... 9:08 in the morning! I had to get up at 7:35! SEVEN FREAKIN THIRTY FIVE!!! On a Monday! So in responce to that, and reflection of last semester, heres what i want to gain from class, or atleast accomplish within the class, and that is not missing class. I doubt i can accomplish it, I mean i have this class Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Thats a 7:35 wake up three days a week. And on two of those days, i have 3 coreish classes, so im gonna be up later working, which means i get less sleep, which makes me less happy. Which is not a good thing. Combine this with the 6:35 wake up I am going to have for Good Morning Emerson, and it creates an itch right about here... *points to temple*.... the kind of itch that only a 9mm can solve!