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Today for the first time in my life, I gave a presentation. It was an impromptu one tho. My course teacher pushed me into doing this. Trust me those few mins felt like eternity of awkwardness. I was so nervous, my voice was shaking, heart was pounding yet I managed to pull it off. Not a proud moment tho. I was a mess...Yet I didn't give up. I finished it. Then I felt brave a little. I felt like this was a chance for me to make my voice heard. I was loud I guess but with a shaky pitch. But I don't pity me for what I did back there. Everybody has their moments when they actually start to learn, and I learned that it wasn't a such a deal, standing in front the class and give a presentation...I just had to look them in the eye and speak...I didn't look them in the eye. Well next time I will make sure I do. Yeah. It wasn't that bad.

Btw, the presentation was on shy people. And I could relate to the topic all too well. But it made it look like shyness is a lack of personality and people has to overcome it. It is troublesome to be shy, I agree, in job life and as a business student myself. But it is not something to make you feel bad about yourself. Let's face it. Nobody is perfect. I think a better way to say that was, there's nothing wrong with shy people. They are all good. They're just annoyingly nice that they let other people command. Can you make a party animal to stay quiet and read a book at gatherings? No, right?  Overcoming shyness isn't as easy as people say it is. I should have added these things to my presentation.

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