Love the sound of his voice

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There is something about someone voice that can make you go gaga, unf, whoa or whatever word you prefer. It’s difficult to write a sound in words in any language. How do you describe someone ones voice for example. I don’t know how to do it. If I search for words online, it still doesn’t describe it perfectly. You can have a high voice or a low one but you can’t write that all the time. It isn’t right. As a fiction writer, writing about sound is a really challenging task for me. It’s not my favorite thing to do so I rather not write something I know I can’t. Especially trying to describe the sound of a persons voice to a person who’s never heard it. Getting words out of your head to paper sometimes feels like constipation. No matter how hard you think, you just can’t get it out. Sorry for the disgusting description but that’s how it feels like.

You can either like the sound of someone singing voice or the way they talk. Sometimes the voice and the look of a person doesn’t match. There are people’s voices I don’t like. They might sound sexy or suiting but their looks are nothing special. Not forgetting their personality. Looks has nothing to do with it but I wouldn’t want to listen to them all my life. When you listen to the radio you don’t know how the DJ looks like so you get your own image in your mind. If you see them in real life, you either get disappointed or glad you really did imagine it right. You would think people who talk too much, love their voices. Why would they keep talking, if they didn’t. Sometimes radio DJ’s talk too much instead of playing music. That must be the reason why they work in radio, love of the sound of their own voices.

A singing voice and a talking voice can sound different but sometimes you can imagine how someone singing voice is like. If they can sing at all, is a different matter. I’ve never heard James Blunt talk but I don’t think he sounds like the way he sings. A singing voice can be changed during a song. That’s what Michael Jackson did best. He could both sing high and low. Even Mariah Carey can use her voice in different scales. I like male singers the best. There are all so different so I wouldn’t know who’s singing voices I like the best. Something that sound pleasant in my ears. I can say James Blunt is not one of them. I can’t stand it. As soon I hear his music on the radio, I change the channel. Any male artist that sing like a girl, is not my cup of tea. Singing in scale is different but if you sing in falsetto all the time and you’re male, then no thank you.

As a female I pay attention to male voices and it’s just a bonus if they talk in accent. I’ve listened to this guy’s audio’s (won’t say what kind nor his name) and what he does to me with his voice, its uncanny. Not even Tom Hiddleston’s or Lee Pace’s voices has had the same effect on me. Maybe because you never hear them talk other times than in interviews and things like that. It’s not about how you say it, it’s about what you say. They could read the TV guide and I still would feel weak. The same with the guy. I don’t know how he looks like which is the general idea with these audio’s. They’re all positive and the point is for people to feel good no matter what or who they are. If only men in general would know how to treat others with the same respect like he does. Good men really are hard to find. Even harder someone with a pleasant voice.

I wonder if it’s possible to fall in love with someone by only hearing the sound of their voice? Fall in love with a voice can happen but falling in love with the person, I don’t know. A voice can deceive too. It’s the personality that counts in the end and how people treat you. Either way, the sound of someone’s voice is matter of taste and we can’t argue about that, can we?

My great expectations

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I’m my worst critic. I’ve never completely satisfied with the things I do. You don’t see it on the outside. It’s a constant struggle. I’m too modest and I expect too much. That’s one of the reasons why I’ve studied different things. I get excited of one thing and when I see it wasn’t what I expected, I move on to the next one. Sometimes I wish I was more adventurous so I could stick to one subject for a longer time. I’m like a kid lost in the supermarket. There’s so many things I like but I can’t find what I’m really looking for. Everything looks good but then my great expectations kicks in and I get lost again. It’s easy to know what you don’t want.

There are a lot of different advice how to find your niche online. But it’s easier said than done. At least for me. If it’s finding a career you want to have or what you’re blog is gonna be about. It has taken a lot of time for me to find it. A lot of other people in my age already have a career and a family. I’ve been stuck in a rut and it doesn’t help I’m getting older each year. The closer I get to be something, I fail. The consolations are that there are a lot of people who had found their niche in an older age. You don’t need to be 30 and have everything figured out. You should also never compare your life to others. We all walk different paths. Our views change too. The people I knew when I was in school, probably doesn’t have anything in common with me anymore. I wouldn’t even want to find out what they do these days. Their not part of me anymore, if they never did. I don’t expect them to care either. I rather meet new people than stay in touch with the old ones.

I know in what kind of environment I want to work in and with what kind of people. If I could I would rather be by myself without having to go anywhere. But then again I want to have people around from time to time. It’s a bit of this and bit of that. Being indecisive is no picnic. I really envy those who know what they want. I’m no go getter, I’m the one who prefer being in the background. I’m too lazy to work hard.
That’s what I’ve noticed while studying. There are a lot of work to be done before this education is over and I haven’t even started yet. It feels to overwhelming and it shouldn’t be so difficult. Quite a few of other students in my class have quit for whatever reason. But I’ve come this far and I’m not about to give up. I should really get a grip of myself, like my mother used to say. I should find a client for the next on the job learning but I haven’t even thought about it. I thought I had so much time but it’s getting closer. Actually I thought there was much more time to do any of the assignment we got. I’ve just been to busy doing other things. One thing I’ve at least done, was getting an own domain and a web hosting service where I can make my portfolio website. At least I’ve done something.

Maybe I finally find my niche in web design. At least I don’t feel mentally bored. I actually quite enjoyed what I’ve learned and working with a client (even if it was through email) It wasn’t easy because of the coding stuff and I got a fed up but I managed to make the client satisfied. I don’t know if web design will become my job but I know I don’t want to be unemployed when I graduate. Web design is not only designing websites, you also get to do other creative stuff. I get to exploit my past education so it hasn’t all been in vain. I hope this is not one of my great expectations because I don’t want to be disappointed in myself again. I really need to jump off the spinning wheel. The sooner, the better.

 

Weekly Writing Challenge: My Funny Valentine?

Here the day is again but my views never change.

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I hate Valentine’s Day with passion. That’s the most useless day ever. Why can’t people remember their friends and loved ones everyday? Must there be a special day for it? Here in Finland it’s been mostly been about friendship. It’s an American thing for being a day for lovers. It’s just another reason to make money. Even here shops is full of Valentine crap. When I was in school, we only made a Valentine’s day card to our friends and that was that. It wasn’t anything special.

These days there’s a lot of fuss about the day. I just want to close my eyes and which the day would be over. I don’t care about the day and wouldn’t care less if it was banned for life. It just isn’t my thing and never will be.

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