My "i" key is broken

Sitting in the peter white lounge, waiting for an interview. I am nervous as fuck. I believe I have a lot of good and valuable things to say but, I am shy, I am limited. I know that if I had met the people interviewing me prior to this interview I would rock this shit, but Angie Chavez is not good at first impressions. I look like I am stoned, I talk slow, I am slightly sick, and I know I will trip up and not be able to convey my thoughts accurately. I just wish for once I could have blind self confidence in a slightly stressful situation, I am not being humble, I am being insecure, I hope nobody sees through that.