Saturday, February 24, 2007
  I bet she says this to all her students.
I started my speech last night. That I gave today.
Sadly, that's the way I have to do things that I am not looking forward to.

Our speech class was meeting in halves today - we should've had about 12 kids. Yeah, we had four. That made things a bit easier and less nerve-wracking; on our 4-6 minute speech, I talked for nearly 10 minutes. Going long really is not a good thing.

Still, this is the email I got from our cheerleader-like teacher:

You did an AWESOME job on your speech today!

The movie that proves it can be accessed at this address:

To view the movie, copy and paste this address into an internet browser, click go, then sit back and enjoy! After you watch your movie, complete your self-evaluation according to the guidelines on the assignment sheet, and you're done!

With your permission, I'd like to use your movie as a sample speech in future classes. It was really very well-done!

Relax this weekend! You've earned the right!

I can't even watch the movie of the speech because I can't get past how bad I look (and why didn't I check this in the mirror before I left) but whatever... I'm happy it's done with. You know I started and paid for this class a good two years ago and WITHDREW THE DAY BEFORE OUR FIRST SPEECH. So I'm glad I at least went this time!

I tried to access the speech of a girl in my class but it's not working. She's so darn cute, I'm tellin' ya. Very typical Hispanic girl, I think she's Colombian. Manicured & pedicured, big ol' rock from her husband, big curly dark hair, beautiful dark eyes, big boobs (well-displayed of course), big ol butt, and evenly distributed (thin) layer of fat that manages to look really good on her. And such an accent! "Strategy" was literally pronounced "ESS-strat-uh-zhee" - the whole E before the S thing always happens with accented folks (hence the eStacey) but she hers was.. yeah, more than a hint. I think I'm so amused by the latinas because I am, like, opposite. I just don't have the energy for all that.. and no matter; I got no boobs, no ass.. my fat is in all the wrong places.. And, well, I can say "strategy" like a motherfucker. I guess there are bright sides.

We were done early since no one showed, so I did some phototherapy. Pics at Flickr.
You did a great job on the speech!!!
awesome job on the speech! i thought you looked perfectly cute like always, but i suppose i haven't seen you in motion and/or with sound (only still photos) in like 7 years, so i may not be the best judge.

it's always nice to see a powerpoint without lots of extraneous crap (silly pointless effects, too much color, etc.) and wireless clickers are niiiiice. :)
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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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