Things I, Tara, do when I’m obnoxiously joyous :
-sing all my sentences.
-dance. Most likely with unwilling people, my cat, or a pillow.
-tell you how happy I am
-puke over how happy I am
-…but not really puke, ew.
-GIGGLE.
-blush in increase excess.
-giggle some more…usually while pulling at my clothes or hiding my face.
-tell you again in case you weren’t listening.
-jump on the bed.
- faint onto the bed.
-jump off the bed & start in a personal movie montague of happy dances around my apt to a typical song like “walking on sunshine ” or “American girl”
-DIE.