currently listening to: "simple as it should be" - tristan prettyman
sometimes when i get really excited about something, i begin to talk at incredible speeds. i talk so fast that it often becomes impossible to decipher and reiterate what i just said. it seems that i say these blobs of excitement in one breath. i'd like to think it's probably two breaths, but whatever. people have pointed this out to me. i wonder if this poses to be a problem. my mother has also pointed out that i talk obnoxiously loud. i tell her that i got it from her, and she scoffs and says it's from my father's side. i'd like to beg to differ. we are a loud family. we have conversations with each other from one room to another. sometimes, even from the bathroom or even from outside of the house. friends have repeatedly said to me that i am too loud or that they can hear my voice from a mile away. i say, live with my family, and you too will learn that i am not yelling, but merely talking. i used to be embarassed to go anywhere with my parents, but eventually it became a way of life that wherever i went with my parents, their voices would boom throughout any room or building. whispering is a tricky thing for us, but talking and yelling are two different things in my family. now screaming, however, is a different story.
april has been good to me. february was cruel, and march was sad, but april has been really good. i wish i had better stories to tell but my days are filled with nothing outstanding. my days are filled with constant designing and two hour naps to make up for the lost hours of sleep spent working frantically on projects. yesterday was the best day out of the entire month of april. i spent an hour and half laughing so uncontrollably to the point where i almost did a knee-slap and the silent-shaking laughter. you know when your body starts shaking, and you can hardly breathe because the joke was just so funny, and you want to laugh but instead your mouth is open and no sound comes out? (wow, hello run-on sentence!) that is what i like to call, the silent-shaking laughter. i didn't get to that point but dat phan was still pretty funny and fobby family humor never fails to amuse me, either.
the weather has been beautiful, and it makes me feel good. all that rain was starting to make me feel like i was living in seattle. not that i've ever been to seattle or anything, but i'd imagine it'd be just as bad if i did. you see, i've come to the point where i have to write two consecutive entries about the weather. you know that things have gone horribly wrong when you opt to talk about the weather as a conversation picker-upper. it's always a failure and doomed to that awkward silence and those fake cricket sounds. i'm just that dry, so instead of going on any further with blocks of text, i will leave you with the current good things in life:
- $6 dollar stand-up comedy
- cds that still include lyric booklets
- finished projects
- long emails filled with anecdotes of a person's week
- being a tourist by taking pictures everywhere i go
- saving a person's life (or paper cut, if you will) because i carry bandaids like a super mom
- summer vacation being only 3 weeks away
- gaining inspiration from another/others
- ben and jerry's free scoop day (i got two scoops, and no, i ain't no ice cream flirt)
- long awaited phone conversations
- and lastly, this song
