The buzz is still with me. I get goose bumps.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I just love having a buzz all the time, regardless of the consequences.
I feel a buzzing at the base of my neck. It's like I'm on eternal 'vibrate' in case of an emergency.
I actually had a buzz cut all the way to my junior year in college. I would just buzz my head with a one-guard all over, and then I started growing it out. When I had Tommy John, that was the last time it was buzzed. I've grown it ever since then.
I scored in a World Cup and I want that buzz again.
Push yourself again and again. Don't give an inch until the final buzzer sounds.
This funny little film we did called 'Sharknado' has caused so much buzz, I would have never imagined. It's literally caused more buzz than anything else I've ever done. I had no idea that it was going to turn into this phenomenon.
I love that, even after jumping through hoops forever, I can still get that buzz, that hook. That's very healthy, but it's bittersweet, too, because if you don't get the part, you have to deal with the disappointment. I don't think I'll ever negotiate those peaks and troughs wholly healthily.
Knowing lots of answers but being a millisecond slow on the buzzer is indeed very frustrating.
I'm very leery of show business, having been in Los Angeles for the last 10 years. Buzz is a dangerous thing that I've heard applied to a lot of people that I've since not heard of again.
Buzz is not what I am looking for.