You knew already I can't resist temptation. But what else am I spectacularly bad at? I thought about this for a while and realised I was in fact so bad at SO MANY THINGS that it would have to be a multiple part post. So here goes with part one . . .
- PUBLIC SPEAKING - this is something I have always been absolutely dire at, ever since my primary six school teacher decided to teach us a lesson in it. She filled an empty biscuit tin full of pieces of paper containing some random topic then picked us one at a time to choose a topic and speak on it. Unsurprisingly, little shy me was chosen first (I still maintain to this day that this teacher did not like me). Surprisingly I got a topic I knew something about - books. Yet I stood up in front of my ten year old audience stuttering and stammering and not having a clue what to say. Things haven't got much better since. Even though my presentation skills improved through numerous presentations during the course of uni, I still occasionally find it hard to talk in a group of people. Even friends. If too much attention is on me, I get nervous and "fluff my lines". I still think this is maybe why occasionally (okay, LOTS OF THE TIME) I end up saying completely inappropriate stuff.
- SPORTS - While I wouldn't say I have two left feet or anything, sport is CERTAINLY not something I'll ever excel at. My best sports are swimming and running probably. And I suck at both. As a kid, I went to a swimming club: there were different lanes depending on your prowess and while new people started and progressed I was stuck in the bottom lane. (When I went swimming with the school I was one of the best in the class, but that was among a bunch of people who didn't realise "breast stroke" wasn't something to do with porn, so that's not exactly saying much). Similarly, when I tried to do a 200m sprint at a race in primary school, I ended up finishing about fifteen seconds behind everyone else . . . Let's just say I haven't improved much in the past seventeen or eighteen years . . .
- REACTING WELL TO STRESS - this is another problem you might know about. Remember the Stress Monster? It doesn't make things easy for me. When I'm ultra-stressed I get ideas in my head and then the stress multiplies tenfold and everything gets blown out of proportion inside my head. Say, for example, I don't get an email that others in my team are party to . . . I start to get paranoid, panicky, think I'm being pushed out of my team, or that someone thinks I'm crap at my job (which, I might add, I'm not) and that's why I'm not being included. Doubting myself comes way too easy and other people's actions just make it that bit easier, I guess. Perhaps this isn't so much not being able to react well to stress as just not being able to just let things that would annoy me go over my head, because otherwise I'm fairly good under pressure. Hmmm. Go figure . . .
This is all I can really be bothered writing about for now but believe me there are more to come.
Nearly forgot it's "Cheer Me Up Tuesday" - and man do I need it after the day I had. Okay, here's something someone sent me the other day, and I thought it would be kinda funny since it mocks my nationality . . .
And here's something else, courtesy of one of my all time favourite things on youtube, Mad TV videos . . .