excitability threshold.

I am an easily excitable person. Jumpy to the max, I yelp when someone comes into my cube [With my back turned to them, no less]. I flinch easy. Scary movies make me come unglued: No problem for me to be on edge, because I already am.

With that, I get amped easily. No lie, excitement bubbles out of me about the most un-exciting events.

I think that this quality is probably my best quality. In fact, most often times my response to most anything positive looks a lot like this:

I get excited easily because I just believe in being positive. I believe in finding a happy lining in everything. And it drains me and gets on my last nerve when I ask people: "What's something good that happened to you?" and they respond with: "Nothing." Ugh. Enjoy your rain cloud. Here, borrow my umbrella and this dark chocolate.

I know that may make me sound irrational or one of those people you may love to hate that looks like this:

But I promise, I'm not that annoying. Plus, neither birds or any other woodland creatures help me get dressed in the morning and I don't even know how to bake a pie. Or sing in mines to dwarves.

I don't think there is anything wrong with being excited easily or having a positive outlook on life. But at this junction in life, I cannot and will not be excited about 100+ degree weather, Wal-Mart [In any way shape or form. . . I'm looking at you, Neighborhood Market!!], the complete inability for Chase to send me anything in the mail, and three Mondays in a row of finals.

There. I said it. . . . Excuse me, can I borrow your rain cloud un-happy person? And could you break me off a piece of that dark chocolate? Kthanx.