The Art of the Grind: Presentations, Music, and Late-Night Hustles
Title: “A Thursday of Rain, Riky Rick, and Really Good Moments” 4th April. I don’t think I’ll forget this one anytime soon. I woke up at 6am, eyes puffy, nerves tangled like a ball of yarn. Today was presentation day, that final-year kind of pressure that sits on your chest like a stack of unmarked scripts. I was anxious, not gonna lie. But something about slipping into formal wear, neat and crisp, has a way of waking up the boss in me. I looked in the mirror and just felt rejuvenated . Ready. Fast forward to 10:30am and there we were, standing in front of our lecturers. Heart racing. Hands slightly cold. But the minute I opened my mouth ....I flowed. Like, really flowed. At some point, I think I spent a whole six minutes just going off-script, passionately blabbering....but the good kind, you know? That sweet spot where nerves turn into rhythm. Our lecturers? They were impressed. I could see it. And the applause afterwards? Chef’s kiss. We even took photos with...