People Bag

No, it's not as creepy as you're thinking. I'm not stuffing dead bodies in a bag or something. It's a project we had to do for my Human Relations class. We had to take a bag or box and fill it with things that represented our life. Last week the first half of the alphabet presented theirs, and this week, the second half presented, and my presentation was this week (thank goodness, or I probably would have forgotten about it last week).

In my bag I brought my iPod, because my music goes with me wherever I am. I bought my Jalan Crossland CD from the last concert of his I was at, along with the guitar tuner I won at the concert. I brought license plates from New York and an old golden/brown colored plate from Wyoming, along with my license plate purse, which everyone thought was pretty cool. Then I showed my "I love NY" shirt, and explained how I'd scoured New York trying to find it, two months before the attacks on September 11th, but then how the next summer we were there, those were the only shirts you could find. There was also my skydiving certificate from my first tandem jump when I was 16 years old (18 years old for the day), and some pictures that I passed around the classroom of my first jump. There were some books and movies, as well, and my digital camera, even though I haven't taken a lot of pictures of anything lately.

I was shaking like a leaf when I went up to present. I've always hated giving presentations or speeches, but after taking a Communications class and having a couple other classes where I have given presentations, I've gotten a lot better. I thought it was going to be easier this time around, but I'm pretty sure everyone could hear it in my voice and see it in my motions when I was holding things up. I think that the fact that nothing I had to say was pre-thought out had a lot to do with it, really, because I didn't know exactly what I was going to say, so I was kinda winging it and grasping for words. By the time the professor asked me about the skydiving, I loosened up a little bit and was more calm, 'cause someone was interested in what I was talking about, so that made it a lot easier.

Whew! Glad that's over with!