It is official.  Today is the day that I have been waiting for.  Not only do I get a day off, but an opportunity to give my campaign speech at tonight’s Toastmasters meeting.  For those of you who don’t know, I am running for Club President.  I may win or the other candidate may win.  All I can say is may the best candidate win.

At the same time, I am met with an annoying remnant of this cold.  There is blockage in my left ear, making it a little harder to hear out of it.  Despite this obstacle, I will not let this stop me from practicing.

 

Ghost Muse:  You should really start practicing.  You only have four hours left.

I know.  I did practice a little yesterday.  I just need to tweak it.

Ghost Muse:  Good luck.  I hope that you get it.

 

Same here.  I need to start practicing for my speech.

Today’s high is going to be 75 degrees and the silver lining is tonight’s Toastmaster’s meeting.  I’m a little nervous, but I will do my best.

To those of you who have ever competed for a desirable position, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.

 

Muse:  I’m so lonely.  I wish this stuffed bunny was alive.  That way, I could talk to it…

*stuffed bunny comes to life and gasps with fear*

Stuffed Bunny:  No!  Stay away!  You’ll drain my confid…

Muse:  But I just want to hold you…You see, I have no friends…

*Stuffed Bunny squirms free and hops out of the room*

Stuffed Bunny:  Freedom!  Yes!

Muse:  It’s hopeless.  Even the things I bring to life don’t wanna be my friend.  Nobody likes me.  Everybody hates me…

*Stuffed Bunny escapes the house as it begins to violently shake*

Muse:  What’s going on?  It’s probably just me.  I’m hopeless…

*Muse begins to sob as the void inside her continues to grow*