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Suck It Up

That's my new mantra. SUCK IT UP! I can be quite the whiny baby, quite the princess, etc, etc, etc. Ray Ray always teases me about the way I complain and "cry" at the gym, and if I could just suck it up I might be able to do "grown man" workouts. Today he told me I'm the "toughest baby" he knows. I like that. And I like learning to just "suck things up" instead of "crying" about it. I have an oral presentation in one of my classes that I got out of doing by telling the professor how terrified of public speaking I am, but now I've decided I'm going to suck it up. It's only three minutes of shaking and sweaty palms. I can deal with that, right?

This week has had it's good points and bad points so far. I haven't really felt like posting lately. I'm not sure what it is. I had a really hard test, I took Monday off from work, I had two great "grown man" workouts, Josh is annoying me, my mom is being nice to me, I kicked butt at work today . . . You figure out which are the highlights and lowlights.

I'm in desperate need of some beautrification, ya know . . . eyebrow wax, haircut, the works . . .

Comments

Anonymous said…
Public speaking is not my friend either. My body reacts like I'm going before a firing line rather than my peers. GOOD LUCK I'm pulling for you!!

Holly
Thank you, Holly!!! My body starts to do weird things, too! Only hoping I can keep it under control. There's a GREAT BIG podium in the class, so I think that will help...and I have a partner doing the other 3 minutes of our presentation. He better help!!!
Anonymous said…
"Suck it up" was really what brought me out of my shy shell from earlier days. I wouldn't go to parties, hated the first day of school, FORGET public speaking, and you KNOW how I feel about bowling and buffets. Now I can ALMOST do all of those with telling myself to "suck it up" or "reach back" or "man up" ...all except bowling.
Kaycee said…
We are going to have to work on the bowling issue jessie. Its so much fun. Maybe if you went when it was really slow? I always bowl with the bumpers. Ha ha.
I'm with you, Jess. I hate bowling. Who bowls? LOL (Sorry, K). Timmy had his own personal fuscia bowling ball!!!

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