Musings of a girl who's not nearly as cool as she thinks she is ~ "There is a generation--how haughty its eyes and pretentious its looks." Proverbs 30:13
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
SALUTATORIOUS!
Hello, my name is Courtney Clifton, and I am a salutatorian.
Which, unbelievably, annoys me. I'm *somewhat* of a perfectionist. So, if you ask me for my GPA I will cringe and tell you 3.994, thanks to ONE semester in HONORS Chemistry where I got a 92. (See what I mean?)
But, I'll admit it, I'm still pretty excited to be salutatorian. That means only one person is better than me! (Kidding.) So I was in the midst of my victory dance, rendering a (500) Days of Summer-esque accompaniment to "You Make My Dreams" when I remembered....
Graduation speech.
....
...
...
That, my friend, is the sound of fear. Also, silence, since the song ended at precisely the wrong moment.
I know it might be hard for you to believe, considering how incredibly witty and hilarious my blog is, but I hate public speaking. Hate it. I get cottonmouth, my palms start sweating, and I quake with the fright of standing in front of people and making, you know, inspiring sentences that also make sense. I have no idea why, since I like people, but something about standing in front of them and trying to keep them entertained for an indefinite period of time terrifies me.
So, I went through my options: 1) come down with a mysterious illness, 2) fake my own death, 3) lose my voice, 4) forget how to speak English, 5) decide to take a road trip across country at the last minute, 6) turn into a insta-star and have to travel the world before June or, 7) suck it up and write the speech, already.
Sigh......
As far as I can see, the only real option is 7. Unless my life transforms into a teen novel or sitcom, in which case, who knows what will happen! Mystery! Drama! Suspense!
Unfortunately, life is entirely on a different plane than fiction, so odds are I will probably end up writing the speech. And I will quiver with fright, not forget to not lock my knees, and remember the day for the rest of my life!
I will be....
...SALUTATORIOUS! (Cue dramatic music and lights.)
Ladies and gents, I just invented a word. Maybe I can pull off this speech after all.
Labels:
excuses,
graduation,
high school,
perfectionism,
public speaking,
salutatorian
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