Uno momento, por favor

When in thought, which is not very often, I have ideas. Sometimes, actual, brilliant ideas. I never write them down, though, and they slip away like a greased pig in a mud pen. Not that you would know what that is like.

I love sounding smart, and that also doesn't happen very often. But using big words makes me feel important, even though I can usually never think of them fast enough in regular conversation.

I can have wit, but only if I'm in a certain mood and with the right people.

So, this is me, a dreamer, procrastinator, and potential something. I just don't know what that something is.

Oh yeah, I adore my handwriting and Chinese food. I fall in love much too easily, but tend not to believe all I hear. I cry, laugh, doubt, sing, and pretty much live. I'm just not very good at it.