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« New Mexico | Main | Life as We Know It » I'm sorry, what?There was a message on my answering machine when I got home earlier this week from the National Honor Society sponsor at my high school asking if I would come and speak at the honor society induction. Emily's words, aloud, to herself in the kitchen: I agreed to do it, but I have no clue what I'm going to say. Any ideas, kids? |
Emily (n.) 1983 - Present A loud-laughing twenty-something female who prefers flip flops to all other shoes, yet has a closet full that go unworn. Can often be found in front of a computer screen designing websites or playing "The Sims". Hates messes, cancelled plans and loud volumes. Loves suffocating summer heat, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (now with banana) and friends who know what you’re going to say before you ever open your mouth. Warning: often speaks too quickly; listen carefully.
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Comments (2)
I have no clue. Did they give you any guidance??
Posted by Chas | February 26, 2008 11:04 AM
Posted on February 26, 2008 11:04
See, if it were me I'd have fun with it. Like
"Thank you for having me here today. My experience in high school and participation in the National Honor Society helped me set my sights unbelievably high and accomplish things with my life I've never imagined. I truly have the society to thank for my flourishing career in hardcore porn."
...but that's just me.
Posted by Chris Cactus | February 26, 2008 11:06 AM
Posted on February 26, 2008 11:06