Batman like you've NEVER Seen Him Before...

For your enjoyment. I'm sorry. I couldn't resist. Rule #34. I'm sorry but look at those epic pecs!

AHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA......*laughing gas* HAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...........................

All tied up and nowhere to go eh Batsy? *wink wink*

Cheers!
ps. HE MADE ME DO IT. I SWEAR THE JOK---

Myers Briggs Personality Junkie

    Recently in our grad studies course, we did the Myers Briggs personality questionnaire (for those of you who might find this amusing, I keep calling it the "erlenmeyers test"). I'm skeptical of most personality things as they usually are used as excuses for people not following through in certain areas of their life because they're too lazy. I won't go into the history of the test save to say the people made it because one of their husband's was a bit weird and they wanted to know why or something. I never pay a lot of attention in class. 

     Anyway, the test measures your personality in accordance to how you answered the questions in a given questionnaire according to these four categories: extraversion/introversion, sensing/intuition, thinking/feeling, and judging/perception.

Extraversion - get your energy from external sources

Introversion - get your energy from inwards.

Senser - take in information about what is actually happening (factual details)

Intuitor - take in information by establishing relationships/patterns (big picture)

Thinker - based on logic (principle/idea oriented)

Feeler - based on emotion (people oriented)

Judger - orderly/scheduled/planner

Perceiver - flexible/open ended/spontaneous

     As you can see by my grainy webcam picture that I took just now, apparently I'm an extremely extroverted creature, and confused on everything else. I could have gone either way (hah!) but the administrator of the class moved in favour of me being an ENFP - extraverted, intuitor, feeler, perceiver. Was this true? But...but I thought I was a creature of routine ....would I not be a judger? I was seriously confused. Serious confusion.

  

     "OH NO!" said one half of my brain, "what shall I do? How is my personality so confused?"

     "It's okay," the other half of my mind said, "we'll figure this out."

     So we continued reading. And in our reading adventures we discovered that ENFP personalities (extraverted intuition with introverted feeling) were keenly perceptive about people, experienced a wide range of feelings and intense motions, needed affirmation and gave others good support and appreciation, were verbally dextrous and zesty, but hated schedules and structure. Well the first part sounded like me....but I liked structure!

     ENFJs are highly attuned to others and use empathy to understand others, they are friendly persuaders and act as catalysts to draw the best in others, they can listen but have very definite values which they will clearly express, they can be inspiring leaders as well as loyal followers, always put people first, and they like their lives to be organized and thrive on closure in ambiguous relationships or situations.

      "Brain," I said, "I think I'm an ENFJ."

      "Yes," my brain said back to me, "I think we are. Good job. Don't forget, it was all very slight on those categories anyway, so you can be whoever you want."

      "Brain," I replied, "you suck at pep talks."

     As a side note, it was interesting to see that different types actually existed. We were put into different groups based on our personality type and asked to answer a seemingly simple question, and it was quite surprising what different groups came up with and how they came about it. That being said, we can always change who we appear to be and who we are.

Curious indeed the human person is.

Cheers!
ps. Feel free to check out the literature page on the RIGHT (anti left) side. Updated once a week. Poetry. You know how it goes.

How Building a Snowman holds Life Lessons....

a) It's much easier when someone helps you. Much more fun that way too.
b) Building blocks should start off big and all encompassing, enough to support the body and the head.
c) Uneven arms do not look awkward, they just look like you're dancing.
d) Anything can be thrown on a face to make it look pretty, but nothing beats a smile.
e) The creation of a whole new personality isn't that hard to do. Giving someone a story is easy. It's listening to their story that's hard.
f) Pure snow is beautiful in the sunlight, but when mixed with dirt from cars, it loses its sparkle but not its character.
g) Some things are just fun. Some things are hard work. Sometimes, things can be both.
h) Always make sure you have a pair of gloves that keep your hands warm.

Cheers!

Urban Dictionary: Shani

"A girl with a sensitive heart but a beautiful face. She is shy and gentle, yet loud and funny. She is a big procrastinator and never seems to finish anything, but her wit and intelligence outshines those matters. She loves to laugh and smile.

When she looks at you, you feel as if you are being evaluated by a noble and trustworthy queen. Everything else melts away and you are lost in the deep brown of her eyes. She is tall with finely sculpted muscles, yet elegant and graceful. She will pull at your heartstrings and you will fall in love with every aspect of her. When you see her, you can't help but look after her with a longing in your heart of her body and soul.

Shani's face is a different matter. The gentle curve of her lips when she smiles, the bend of her neck, the shape of her eyes; all majestic in its own ways. Her features will hit you smack in the face and you will have a hard time taking it all in. You will hold your breath, and wonder how such a beauty could come across in your life

Shani, although sweet and sugar-like, is very blunt and straightforward with whatever she says. She will tell you what she thinks, and only that. She is also very quiet at times, but loud and argumentative the next. She will argue all day so long as her point is made.

Shani is the best thing you could ever hope for in your life, so be grateful if she happens to be in yours.

Shani is the love of my life and no one can take her away from me

Shani's natural sense of humor makes her the ultimate friend

by: InLoveWithShani!"

Cheers!

Take Me Out Tonight...

     There's nothing like watching Batman: the Animated Series while eating lunch.

     Today is Friday and it's only fitting that you listen to this song with me. The only thing is I don't know which one I prefer - the original or the Noel Gallagher (yeah yeah) cover, so listen to both! The original is by the Smiths, so has a very 80s chipper electronic keyboard doot doot thing going on whereas the Gallagher (pronounced Galla-her apparently) version has a string backing and overall melancholy feel. Just so you know which one you might want to pick.

     The most useless blog post EVER? Possibly. Possibly. Worst case, you get to listen to a good song. Best case, you are introduced to a good song.

Cheers!

We're Only Human, This At Least We've Learned...

Sing spider sing.

Howl out your melody at the moon

cursing her for her beauty.

Sing with all your might,

the heavens blessing you with hairy legs

and many eyes with which to behold

all the reflections that you would

much rather forget,

for you hate what you see

see

see

see

see

see

see

see.

Scream at the top of your voice,

mute as the blackbird that falls on the streets of Arkansas,

calling out to the trees to save you,

begging the wind to rip your nest to shreds.

Flies were always such honest creatures,

and as you spun them in silk,

dressing them up to meet their maker,

they would whisper in your ears all the truth lies

you would tell yourself to be able to live,

and breathe,

and conquer.

And even as you covered their mouths,

their words buzzed in your ear

and such anger filled you,

such pity filled rage that you could do naught but sing at the moon,

howl at the sun,

beg your maker to kill you,

for you never meant to be born as a monster.

You never meant to be born like this.

Cheers.

Elephants

      I'm not a big fan of paintings or art, but something about this image always broke my heart. I remember the first time I saw it, and my breath caught in my throat. There was something so vulnerable about it, whether it was the stick legs, or the empty landscape, or the red sky. The submission, the oppression, the lack of water, the solitary figures and the malnourished skeletons. It just called out to me. 

     I know some people don't like things that don't make sense. For me, I don't know how it doesn't NOT make sense. Look at it, it is not logical in any sense of the world but it is senseful as it speaks volumes beyond that which is seen. People speak volumes beyond that which is seen, you just need someone who wants to look beyond what is presented. What is senseful but that which is the truth? 

     Of course Rachael Yamagata had to write what I wanted to say about elephants. Of course she would say it better. Lucky she didn't say all of it, but what she said, she said and sang beautifully.

This is for you.

Cheers.

And I said I know it well ...

I love the snow on trees. It’s beautiful. Snow is a very beautiful thing, yet causes so many people so much grief. It’s like family. 

Family bears much love and much grief. 

Cheers!

My Mother's Name was John...

      Most of you know me as that person who may or may not be totally sane and is extremely extremely friendly. Therefore, I can understand how hard it is for some of you to believe that having spent 4 months in this place (this place that I have to come like, I suppose), that my finger count supersedes my friend count. Honestly, it's not my fault! I've tried, believe me I have but when your classes are as big as 9 people (I know right? MASSIVE) and in an environment where people are willing to move through the next few steps in their lives, and I have just grown into my young adulthood, even 2 years in age makes a difference, let alone 10 or more. 

    I have made my peace with that. Last night, for the first time in life ever, I went to not one, but two movies by myself over at the Rainbow. It was actually a better time than I expected. I saw "Burlesque" and then "How Do You Know", both of which were quite enjoyable, the latter more than the former (although the former had this very yummy boy who would probably induce Type II diabetes for your eyes).  I didn't make any friends, but I had a good time, and can see why people would use movies for escapism. I never was a big movie buff but now I think I might be. It's nice just to be around people.

     A big part of me feels like I should be ashamed of this somehow. But I'm not. I had a great time and the movies were perfectly lovely. Another part of me hopes that I carve out my niche here soon and grow into my own again.

Cheers!

If you've got visions of the past....

In the midst of the balloons and the sweat and the shiny happy people, my friends who are the loves of my life, and all that jazz and champagne and party hats, the only thing that I could think of was God.

I don't care much for the New Year celebration, but let me tell you, and this is a weird experience for me too, it didn't feel like the New Year until I went to Mass.

I know I'm not the best Catholic, I forget am too lazy to pray or be much other than an useless emo lump most of the time. But sometimes you get a little burst of faith and love and divine providence, and a little bit of you is happy and a little bit of you is sad.

Everyone reflects on their life when a new beginning is around the corner, I guess it provides a milestone. If you're like me, you always believe there's a reason. "Courage, there is a purpose for this." Sometimes I wonder how many messes I've created going into it blinded by my own conviction that it is the divine will I am following. Sometimes I want to see God's concept map right now. It's okay though - I'm sure our Father has a great surprise for me. Or more than one. I'm happy I have such a good Father even though I struggle a lot.

I wish you all a very happy new year. Keep in touch with me.

If you are reading this, I love you. But I don't necessarily have to like you.

Cheers!