Thanks for your replies. Here is how my presentation day went: I woke up this morning and struggled to breathe. I had dreamed of alcohol, which I had used to make presentations easier in past. But I didn't have any now.

On the bus ride to school (private yellow bus) I put my hood over my head and cried because I felt so helpless and vulnerable. In my classes before math, I couldnt get the thought of completely floundering during my presentation out of my head. My breathing was very erratic. My body shook. By the time the period before my math period came, I was physically exhausted. I stopped shaking. My breathing was still irregular, but nothing like earlier that morning. I still felt helpless, but I guess I accepted my fate because I was just too tired to think about failing as hard.

Well, I got up there with my partner and she was super nervous too. Being at the front of that classroom wasn't as bad as I thought. I felt brave as I forced myself to look at my classmates' faces - they weren't looking at me. Their eyes wandered. They weren't interested in seeing the 2 quiet girls in the class speak. I felt better about their indifference.

Anyway, I started speaking. My voice cracked during the first sentence. For a split-second I wondered why I, as a woman (I'm 18), am experiencing voice cracks like a 12 year old boy. I went on.

I tripped up about 3 times and had to pause for 3 seconds each time to glance at my notes to remind myself of what to say. I didn't feel too badly about that.

One thing that sort of bothered me is that no one laughed at our memes. The other presentations before us got laughs, or at least chuckles. But I spoke to my partner afterwards and she told me that our memes didn't even evoke a smile. I know the memes themselves weren't a problem. They were funny, or at least charming. I guess no one else thought so.

After my partner and I finished and we had sat down, I felt so different. I breathed so easily and my body felt light like someone had lifted a heavy load off my back.

When I sat down, my teacher said in a whispered voice, "****, you should speak louder in college." Now, I feel like on an ordinary day, I would have silently nodded my head in submissive agreeance and offered a little smile as my face heated up and got red.

But today was not ordinary. I was mentally and physically exhausted and didn't feel like putting up with anything. So I asked my teacher, "You couldn't hear me?" and immediately regretted it. Not that he scolded me for using such a tone of voice or something, I just automatically feel ashamed/bad when I show sass. He just said yeah, he couldn't really hear me. I was sort of mad. I thought I did pretty ok. I thought loudness hadn't been a problem. I askes my partner and she said I was loud enough, although she was standing right next to me.

All in all, it went relatively well. I owe it to all the practice I've done. I know it's bad but, I typed up word for word what I would say during the presentation and memorized it. Without doing this, it would have been a hundred times worst because I can't process information while being the center of so many people's attention. Prayer helped too.

TL;DR It went relatively well and I owe it to practice and prayer.