De one with Ethical Presentation

Done and get over it

Like fluids along the riverbank, it approaches a coarse path and gets cloaked. The same for the blood in my brain, perhaps the flawed workings of anatomy. The spirit is rushing in reaction to my life's schedule. I attempted and failed my IPPT (Individual Physical Proficiency Test). Alright, do admit I hadn't been training. I mean I got this shoulders aching since my injury. Plus, I was sick all the way three days until test date. To make things worst, work and project pressures tagged along. The problem-cluster.

What can I do? Pray for a miracle. Yet I wonder, could it be someone's cursing or doing voodoo on me. Aww.. I truly DON'T WANT remedial training.

Nevermind about today. I recalled on National Day, we were preparing for this ethics presentation on a prescribed case study. Was high on drugs for my influenza. Remember clearly my entire body was heated up. Well, commitment over social-responsibility, I just had to be there. Else, we wouldn't be as prepared today.

Was supposed to have meeting for rehearsal. End up certain agenda called for my necessary absence. Turn up I was late today because I needed to get something for my client (since I'll be returning and expecting my last day there). Reason for the gift? It's because they have been so hospitable and nice to me. Old lady making milo and asking me to drink plenty of water and.. I stayed late yesterday, she had to stay (later than usual) because I was pushing for my audit. Then she brought me a packet of cheese biscuits and hot water because the office was pretty cold (centralised airconditioning.. you know how bad it was).

Despite rushing in a cab, i was 15 minutes late. Felt guilty. During break time, my team rehearsed to let me have a feel of how the flow's gonna be like. When the turn came, all of us were nervous. Or at least I was. Stage fright was something that could only be controlled if I've been repeatedly doing this for a few times. When y turn came, I knew I had to use the mic. To play it safe. The previous two speakers didn't use any mic. I knew roughly what I needed to say but you know.. during the actual, we kinda didn't perform as well as we expected.

The paper (my script) was trembling in my hands. To conceal my flaws, decided it's best to have it placed on the table and spoke on improvision. Never liked eye contact but I tried my best to overcome, looking in the direction of the audience yet not concentrating on any of their faces. At times, maintained eye contact with the lecturer (to get through what I'm trying to explain). So ya.. there was a handful of concurrent actions. Was controlling my speech, sometimes my hand-gestures tend to bring the mic away and I have to bring it back near my lips to be heard. Thank goodness. At the end of the day, we got 7 out of 10. Fair enough for me. But my teammate was pretty disappointed from his despaired expression.

We received feedbacks from our classmates after that. They said I was the wisest. Thanks to the mic. One asked why our words were pink (actually it was red on the laptop screen) when the entire team consist guys. To make things worse, two of us wore T-shirt which read "Brokeback mountain". Hilarious.

Oh well.. what's done is done. There is still a loadful of projects to come and cared for.

So much for striving for a frugal lifestyle, I cabbed home again.. did some weights lifting. Dumbbells actually. Hopefully.. for all the luck in the world, look forward to having a pass by next tues. Else, my worst nightmare will come.