自传之头马演讲稿（PM）

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　　谢谢主持人

　　《我在着急什么？》

　　我从小都是一个个性特别急的毛孩子，考试要第一个交卷，干工作要第一个完成，连我说话的速度，都比正常语速快。所以在过去的很长一段时间，我的爸爸告诉我说：“说话要过过脑子”，我的同事说：“莎莎为什么你讲话那么快，可以调整一下，变慢一点”，我的领导问我：“你在着急什么？”，我的老师说：“你字写得太乱了”关于这一点补充说明，因为手写文字的速度，跟不上我脑子想的速度，所以写的字往往龙飞凤舞非常有个性。

　　我马上30岁了，因为这个演讲的机会，我想停下来，问问自己，为什么他们说了，我不改呢！为什么明明表现得很谦虚，对别人的建议总是“好的”“是的”“谢谢”地看似接受，但是就是不行动呢。

　　我又想到了一个故事，我每每分析自己个性长成原因的时候，总是不由得想起这个故事。在我初中的时候，学校举办了查字典比赛，一个有趣的比赛对吗？开始比赛后，我非常迅速快捷地查，飞快地翻字典，飞快地写查到的答案。但是我只得了二等奖，当时还对这个成绩挺满意的。但当我知道一等奖的选手，是先从前面快速查字典，遇到不会的不熟悉的，马上从卷子的后面倒回来找简单的继续查的时候。我震惊了，啊！什么？难以置信！居然还可以这样吗？这个一等奖的选手真聪明。

　　从这件事情之后，我逐渐意识到，并不是一味得蛮干就能做的好，也许速度快能抢占一点先机，但是并不能确保完成的结果能够达到最好。但我不知道怎么调整，所以以为，在高速的效率之下，再加点聪明就好了！

　　那么，我究竟在着急什么呢？首先在这里要夸自己一句，在大多数时候，我是一个很有责任心的人，所以交给我的事情，我负责的事情，我有一种必须要完成的使命感。

　　但是，我的事情太多了！家庭的事情，工作的事情，业余的事情，忙的时候还有爱情，我还喜欢看小说玩游戏，我还要健身运动保持身体健康。我需要兼顾的事情太多了，我贪婪地想要兼顾每一个部分，每一个人都照顾到，我既想玩得最快乐又想干得最优秀。我想用高效的速度，去尽可能地完成多的事情，然后试图把所有都做到我能做到的最好！

　　我用单项的深度去交换了多项的横度，我想要了解的这个花花世界，被我囫囵吞枣地纳入脑中，好像什么都很重要，什么都抓不太住。这不得不让我想起来我的人际关系，我好像在哪个圈子都能混熟，但是在哪个圈子都没有办法深度的经营关系。我很喜欢我的朋友们，但是我们都有彼此的生活，我喜欢作一个开心果的角色，想起我时我的朋友心中会觉得是开心的，我想我们在一起的时候，他们觉得轻松快乐，但是我们彼此保留一定的距离。因为我恐惧被绑定，我喜欢我的三分钟热度，我喜欢不断接触新的人事物。这样好像也没什么错。

　　那我还需要着急吗？

　　我想，我还需要继续着急着，在写稿子的时候我写笑了，在脑中问自己：“亲爱的莎莎，你写这篇的演讲稿的目的，不是为了审视和改变自己吗？”，我想我的回答是：不需要刻意地去改变，等某一阶段，我干不动了，自然会慢下来”，感谢我的着急，让我的人生特别精彩，感谢我的着急，让我可以认识大家，感谢我的着急，让我每一天都元气满满期待明天。

　　谢谢。还给主持人。

　　(Start with a warm, slightly rushed tone)

　　Thank you, host!

　　"What Am I Rushing For?"

　　Ever since I was a kid, I've been this super-impatient whirlwind! Exams? First to hand in. Work? Gotta be the first one done. Even my talking speed? Yeah, it's like I'm permanently stuck on fast-forward. So, for ages, my dad would tell me, "Think before you speak!" My colleagues would say, "Shasha, why so fast? Can you maybe… slow it down a notch?" My boss would ask point-blank, "What are you rushing for?" And my teachers? Oh, the classic: "Your handwriting is a mess!" (Leaning in conspiratorially) Quick side note on that: My hand just can't keep up with my brain! So yeah, it ends up looking like… creative chicken scratch. Very unique, right?

　　(Pause, shift to introspection)
　　So, I'm turning 30 soon. And this speech? It made me stop. Really stop. And ask myself: Why? Why, when everyone gave me feedback – polite, constructive feedback – did I just nod, smile, say "Okay," "Yes," "Thanks,"... and then do absolutely nothing about it? I played humble, but I never changed!

　　(Shift to storytelling mode, slightly faster pace)
　　And that got me thinking about this one story… it always pops up when I try to figure out how I became like this. Middle school. Dictionary competition. Sounds fun, right? Off we go! I was lightning fast! Flipping pages like a maniac, scribbling answers like my life depended on it. Got second place. Pretty pleased with myself, honestly. Then I found out how the winner did it. (Dramatic pause, eyes wide) She started fast, sure, but when she hit a tough word? She didn't stubbornly wrestle with it. No! She skipped it! Went straight to the easier ones at the end of the test, knocked those out, then circled back! My mind was blown! OMG! Seriously?! You can do that?! That girl was a genius!

　　(Shift tone, realization dawning)
　　That was a lightbulb moment. It hit me: Just charging ahead full throttle, full speed? That doesn't guarantee the best outcome. Speed might get you a head start, but it doesn't mean you'll finish well. My flawed solution back then? Simple: Keep the insane speed, but just… try to be smarter about it! (Slight self-mocking shrug) Easy!

　　(Back to the core question, earnest now)
　　So… what am I rushing for? First, gotta give myself some credit. (Firm, proud) Most of the time? I'm fiercely responsible. If you give me a task, if it's my responsibility? I feel this deep mission to get it done.

　　(Pace picks up again, building intensity)
　　BUT! My plate? It's overflowing! Family stuff, work stuff, side projects… oh, and when things get really 'fun'? Throw in some romance! (Quick, almost breathless) I love reading novels! Gaming! Gotta hit the gym, stay healthy! The list just… keeps… going! And here's the kicker: I'm greedy! I want it all! I want to ace every single part! Make everyone happy! Play the hardest, work the smartest, be the best! My strategy? Rush! Rush! Rush! Get as much done as humanly possible, as fast as possible, and then somehow magically do it all perfectly!

　　(Slow down slightly, tone becomes more reflective, slightly wistful)
　　Thing is… I traded depth for breadth. This amazing, complicated world? I've been gulping it down in big, messy bites. Everything seems crucial, but nothing really sticks. It reminds me of my friendships, actually. (Warmly) I adore my friends! I can fit into any group. I love being the fun one, the sunshine – hoping they smile when they think of me, that hanging out feels easy and light. But… we keep a bit of distance. Because honestly? Commitment scares me. I love my short attention span! I thrive on new people, new experiences! And… maybe that's okay?

　　(Pause, genuine question)
　　So… do I still need to rush?

　　(Shift to resolution, a smile creeping in)
　　You know what? I think… yes. (Chuckles) While writing this, I actually laughed out loud. I asked myself in my head: "Dear Shasha, wasn't the whole point of this speech to look inward and change?" And my answer surprised me: No. Not forced change. Not right now. Someday, maybe when I just can't keep up this pace anymore? I'll naturally slow down. And you know what? That's okay. Because right now?

　　(Strong, confident, grateful finish)
　　Thank you, my rush. You make my life wildly exciting. Thank you, my rush. You brought me here, to all of you. Thank you, my rush. You fill my days with crazy energy and make me wake up eager for tomorrow.

　　(Warm smile to the host)
　　Thank you. Back to you, host.

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