My own crisis on doing assignments.

When Professor Paulo first talked about this assignment I was really angry because we went through all that trouble to do the original one. But I stopped to think about what he was proposing for us to do, suddenly it wasn't so bad anymore, because what he said was that we could talk about anything for 5 minutes. I stopped being angry and became really excited over all the things I could talk about, but it only lasted 10 seconds, since I started dealing with a much bigger problem. I could talk about anything. I mean, ANYTHING. That's a lot, you know. And then I started having ideas of what i could possibly say. For instance, I could mention that Jay and I used to study together in High School and we didn't get along, a lot of people don't know that; I also could be telling the story about how Izzie and I met, and how she, leaving the university, made me really sad; Another good story is how I ended up here, at UFRJ or how I was really cocky and obnoxious about speaking English, even more than I am now, though I, now, know one million things that I knew back then; I also could be talking about my failed trip to Argentina, the places I've visited, or the places I wanna go; I could've just read something that I posted on my blog, or one of the many lists I've made, but then I remmembered I'm not Nick Hornby. I could be talking about Nick Hornby, or other books, movies or music; I also thought about Tv series but I figured you all know that I like "Friends", and it's time for me to just not talk about it, ok I get it. So... that's not what I was going to talk about, because what I actually was going to talk about I've already said it.