My doctor suggested that I take a Myers-Briggs Personality Test: the goal being to see what my dominant personality traits are and how they would match up with employment. Ok, no problem. So I wait a couple years and finally take one online about two months ago.
I must say I have always felt the need to entertain. And, I am rather a know-it all; I love telling people things they haven’t heard before. So the test rang true and got me to thinkin’: Hmmmmmm. I must say I find me fascinating. I am just an ever unfolding mystery. Like the horizon, I have no beginning and no end. Unfortunately for you, unlike the horizon, my beauty and mystery can not be grasped with a mere glance. No, fare blog reader. To know my mind is to discover what I am passionate about. And since I’m curious about my mysterious self, I’d like to explore my passions. Hence, a blog is born. Ta-DAh!
So, what’s on my mind?
Besides the Middle East and our war in Afghanistan, Iraq, and Pakistan, I’m concerned and what to explore the following broad areas:
I’m also an idealist. I happen to think we should have some of this bullshit fixed by now. Or at the very least it should be common knowledge why shit hasn’t been fixed yet.
That’s why I paid attention in class. I thought the sum total of my education would naturally take me to solving, reducing, alleviating, and eradicating something. You know change the world; make it a better place. Now I feel like that was just a tremendous amount of bullshit designed to keep me in my damn seat and racking up thousands of dollars in debt. [tbc]
Guess the movie from the quote:
Am I angry? Hells yeah! I’m so angry. I want to:
“…go to the window; open the window; stick my head out and scream! ‘I’m Mad As Hell and I’m not going to Take It Anymore.”
A Loving Note to My Mother: Mom, No one who has spent more than an hour alone with me is surprised that I am seeing a head doctor. In fact, they are all relieved.
I’m an ENFP (I retook the damn thing to confirm it.) My most suitable profession would be that of a journalist or an entertainer. Therefore, my ideal career is of a news anchorman. Ta-Dah! I must say I have always felt the need to entertain. And, I am rather a know-it all; I love telling people things they haven’t heard before. So the test rang true and got me to thinkin’: Hmmmmmm. I must say I find me fascinating. I am just an ever unfolding mystery. Like the horizon, I have no beginning and no end. Unfortunately for you, unlike the horizon, my beauty and mystery can not be grasped with a mere glance. No, fare blog reader. To know my mind is to discover what I am passionate about. And since I’m curious about my mysterious self, I’d like to explore my passions. Hence, a blog is born. Ta-DAh!
So, what’s on my mind?
Besides the Middle East and our war in Afghanistan, Iraq, and Pakistan, I’m concerned and what to explore the following broad areas:
The high infant and female mortality rate in the United States of America.
The intersection of food, power, and politics in this country and around the world.
How female oppression plays a role in our biggest and most challenging problems: poverty, AIDS, and global economic status of nations.
Coastal Erosion and Water resource management.
How do the prevalence of child abuse influence larger societal views of justice, war, and peace?
I’m also an idealist. I happen to think we should have some of this bullshit fixed by now. Or at the very least it should be common knowledge why shit hasn’t been fixed yet.
That’s why I paid attention in class. I thought the sum total of my education would naturally take me to solving, reducing, alleviating, and eradicating something. You know change the world; make it a better place. Now I feel like that was just a tremendous amount of bullshit designed to keep me in my damn seat and racking up thousands of dollars in debt. [tbc]
Guess the movie from the quote:
Am I angry? Hells yeah! I’m so angry. I want to:
“…go to the window; open the window; stick my head out and scream! ‘I’m Mad As Hell and I’m not going to Take It Anymore.”
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