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Friday, February 20, 2009

Friday Fillins #45

Here are my Friday Fillins! To do your own, find the link on my side-bar, or use this one.

1. Give me something good to read and I'll devour it in four days or less.
2. Whenever I see the first star at night, I always make a wish, even if I don't think it'll come true--it worked for making Brother1&2!
3. I wish I didn't have arthritis, but I'll go through it with my head held high.
4. Daddy's Birthday Cake was the last thing I ate that was utterly delicious (yes, I do intend to post about his B-Day, but please don't be mad if that never happens).
5. To live in this world is a scary thing, but there are so many wonders and beauties... how could we not?
6. Other than this one, some blog I can't remember... oh, I know! Me In General (Dear Sister's Blog) is the last blog I commented on.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to spending the night at Nana's, tomorrow my plans include hanging out with Nana and Dear Sister and Sunday, I want to have fun with Daddy and the rest of the fam!

Have a great weekend!


Sunday, February 15, 2009

Happy Late Valentines Day!

I didn't spend much time on the Internet yesterday, so this post is a little late.

Mom and Dad had their anniversary yesterday, and, as usual, they didn't do much. Nana came over for a while and we all hung out, but she couldn't stay long. Daddy went to the store with Mom and the Boys and bought some pizza (yes, still vegan--no cheese, no meat, and bunches of pineapple--for everyone except Daddy!), cookies, sparkling pomegranate cider, sparkling apple cider, smarties, chocolate, and chocolate covered almonds (because what's Valentine's Day without Chocolate?) while Dear Sister and I practiced Latin (I finally convinced her to do it with me! Yippi!) and watched a few shows.

Of course, by the end of the day we felt a little sick, but still, I had fun. We watched a new series we got from Netflix called The Triangle and it's actually pretty interesting. We're still trying to figure out what's going on.

I had a pretty good Valentine's Day, and I really hope Mommy and Daddy had a wonderful Anniversary! They really, really love each other, and almost every day I am so grateful to have parents who care about each other so very much.

My Valentine's Day was full of love... no, not romantic, though one day I hope it will... Yesterday (and always) I loved and was loved by my sister, Brother1 (who actually gave me three hugs!), Brother2 (who gave me a hug too, but mostly he was just really cute), Mommy, Daddy, and Nana.

Happy Valentines Day, anyone reading, I hope yours had much love. Happy Anniversary, Mommy and Daddy. You make my life wonderful.



Friday, February 13, 2009

Friday Fillins #44

Here are my 'Friday Fillins'! If you'd like to do your own, find the link on my side-bar or use this one.

1. It seems like I've always had Arthritis. Sometimes I sit down and wonder how it feels to be normal.
2. Won't you turn off the light when you're done, please?
3. If I thought you hurt my baby sister, I'd give NO MERCY!
4. Happiness is what I think of most when I think of you, my love.
5. To me, Valentine's Day means Mommy and Daddy have been married for another year! It'll be their anniversary tomorrow!
6. God gives me strength.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to hanging out, tomorrow my plans include celebrating Mom and Dad's anniversary and Sunday, I want to have a good time!

Have a great weekend!


Sunday, February 8, 2009

My First Speech

I recently became a member of a junior toastmaster (ages 13-18)... The first meeting was the Friday before last. We mostly just talked about what we'd be doing the rest of the time.

Anyways, we were told to write up an "Icebreaker"... a speech to tell people about yourself. When I got home I wrote it in 14 minutes, then spent the rest of the week trying to memorize it. I worked really hard and performed it for my family a couple times.

Here's how it went (with a bit of editing so I could post it):

I've always thought life was wonderful. And I hated it when people didn't. I hated it when people thought life was terrible, and were sad because of it. So I tried to make them happy, I tried to make them enjoy life, and seeing these people enjoying life means that life is wonderful... In other words, I love to see people smile.

Even better is making people smile... To know that I, if even only for a shadow of a moment, made that person happy, can make me beam.

So my whole life I've tried to make people smile... First I did ballet. Who doesn't love the graceful movements of a dancer? And when I performed, I knew there were people, there in the audience, watching me, and I knew they were smiling... and I smiled my grandest just to make sure. Smiles, I've found, are contagious.

Then I turned to acting. I've always loved acting, especially in musicals, because I can dance, and sing, and act all in one, and make people laugh, cry, and most importantly, smile.

I was in a play every summer--and more--for three years. I went to ballet four days a week and ran wild with my friends, my little sister and my new little brothers. Times were good... happy, smiley--more than a little busy, but oh so happy...

Well, all good things must come to an end! And it was the one summer I chose not to do a play--so I could spend more time with family--that I caught rheumatoid arthritis. Arthritis is always something I've associated with 230-year-olds (they laughed at that point), not dancing 13-year-olds... but now I have to associate it with myself.

I have a hard time moving now, and even worse I can't dance. I can't even jump, let alone stand on my toes like I used to... but I have to keep smiling. I have to keep making others smile.

I can't stress enough how much my family means to me... I don't know how I could... how I can get through this if I didn't have my mom, my dad, my sister and my little brothers... and it was these people, the people I care about most, who helped me find other ways to make people smile.

I write now. I write stories that will one day sail out into the world like little ships. The book I'm currently working on is called Kings of Darkness: The Riening Night and hopefully one day people will read it, and laugh, and cry... and smile.

I also play Piano. I've always needed music--that was one of the reasons I loved to dance... I used to be one with it, but now, I create it. I hope to be a master pianist, and make others smile that way.

Dear Sister and I also do duets together for my family... it always brings a smile to their face, and sometimes even to others too.

So through ballet to acting to writing to singing to piano, I've tried my best to make others smile, because seeing people happy can make me beam.

My name is Galaxy, and my life is strange and wonderful. I hope this speech has made you smile. Thank you.

I got a little nervous on the day I actually had to do it. I didn't think it'd be that bad, though, because I've performed in bunches of plays and loved it, so I thought this would be easy.


When it was finally my turn (I was last, by the way), and I got up there, I couldn't speak. I saw them all staring at me, and I didn't know what to do. The guy that held the timer nodded at me to show that he was ready, so I just smiled as big as I possibly could, and tried to make eye contact with every single person in the room to buy time. Finally, I started.
Normally, when I perform on stage, I'm a little nervous before I go on, but the moment I get on stage it all melts away. It was different with this. The more I talked, the more nervous I got. By the time I sat down in my chair (after a loud applause, thankfully) my heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest and I could hardly breathe.

I've done a lot of thinking about that, and I think I've pinpointed why that was so much harder than acting for me... When I act, it's not me. It's the character saying those things. I might be nervous at first, but when I get on stage it isn't me anymore, it's my character, and she does it all, so if I mess up, no one knows, and if people judge my character harshly, it's not me they're judging.
If I'm giving a speech, it's actually me they're watching. It's me they're judging, and by the end of the speech they'll have formed an opinion of me. If I mess up, something I say might come out wrong, and how they see me might change.

I still had fun, though. Even though it was different than acting or dancing it was nice to spill out my life to people, to give them a piece of me... It was also nice to perform for someone... it's been too long.

Anyways, that was my first speech! Thank you for reading, and I hope you're smiling!