A recurring thought stuck in my head;
Now on paper, by my hand with lead.
A thought. An idea;
Always fraught with fear.
By my own making, a prison;
I no longer want to live in.
Erase the words, no relief from the pain;
Nothing to lose, but much to gain.
It’s a silent demise;
Away from prying eyes.
No white knight, no happy ending;
Yearning for light, darkness impending.
Meeting someone for the first time can be a daunting experience. Every first conversation takes the same route. What are you studying? Where do you work? Whereabouts are you from? It’s all essential information in getting to know someone, but is all the chit-chat really necessary?
You wouldn’t be friends with someone you knew nothing about, would you? Small talk can provide some basic information on the other person with which you can relate to. You can find common interests or beliefs that can allow you to expand your knowledge of the other person. Over time, trust and understanding is built and you both feel safer talking about deeper topics, if you choose to.
Reflecting on current friends, I think back to when we first met and the conversations we had then. All the basic getting-to-know-you chit-chat, eventually leading to a hobby, opinion, some common interest that strengthens our bond and solidifies our friendship that bit more. To neither ask nor answer basic, somewhat boring questions to others presents little to no chance that your relationship with them will progress beyond anything but an acquaintance. But making the effort to ask and answer those questions can be incredibly rewarding. All it takes it time.
The Myers-Briggs Type Indicator (MBTI) is a widely used personality-assessment instrument that questions people on how they usually feel or act in certain conditions. Depending on the answers given, the individual is classified as extraverted or introverted (E or I), sensing or intuitive (S or N), thinking or feeling (T or F), and judging or perceiving (J or P). These classifications together describe 16 personality types.
Though somewhat enlightening, one problem with the MBTI is that it forces a person into either one type or another (i.e. introverted or extroverted). There is no middle-ground, even though people can be both introverted and extroverted to some degree.
Out of curiosity I took the test and was not surprised with my result of INFP. What is surprising, is how a test that requires only 100 answers can so accurately identify my personality. I encourage everyone to take this test. It doesn’t take long and yields some interesting information on your personality type.
Here’s the site I used: http://www.16personalities.com
More info on my INFP personality type: http://www.16personalities.com/infp-personality
Coffee is great. I’ve never really been a big drinker of coffee but lately I’ve been having it more often, probably to keep me awake to power through these textbooks. To be honest I don’t have any idea on the differences between a latte and a flat white, or any other coffee in fact, I just end up choosing what sounds good in the moment. Terrible, I know.
I like my coffee sweet, which I guess doesn’t really make me a coffee drinker, considering that my favourite type of coffee usually doesn’t have any water in it – all milk with two sugars. I’ve begun merging into the realm of ‘a dash of milk’, instead filling most of my cup with hot water, and so far it’s been pretty good. I do seem to get really jittery half-way through a cup though. I’m putting it down to the two sugars I have, so maybe I should cut back on that – but then how do I maintain the sweetness? I don’t know, maybe coffee just isn’t for me. If one thing’s for certain though, it certainly helps me focus.
It was in Year 12 of high school English that I studied Film Noir. During my schooling days English was my favourite subject by far. Mainly due to two reasons:
1. It was interesting, and
2. I wasn’t that bad at it.
One of my assessment pieces for the unit was to write a script (I guess that’s what you’d call it) for my own original film noir. There were a few restrictions such as word limits, language, etc. but for the most part I was able to draw on my imagination.
That being said, I present to you my Film Noir assessment piece from Grade 12, unedited.
I tend to think of myself as a pretty good driver. I may be a bit careless at times, but I try not to do anything exceptionally stupid. Mistakes can happen though, as I found out for myself.
Let me set the scene.
I had been on the roads for a full year without any incidents and, being the teenager that I was, I felt quite confident in my abilities to avoid a crash. Okay, maybe I was a bit too confident…
I’m discovering that with every post I publish, it’s becoming more and more difficult to find a topic to write about. Well, a topic that I’m interested in writing about at least. I’ve started many drafts only to delete them part-way through – a contributing factor to my infrequent content.
Trying something new can be a daunting task under any circumstances. It’s important, I’m finding, to be able to draw inspiration from certain things when you need that extra bit of motivation. One of the major influences on my blogging experience is some of Shakespeare’s works. It seems like such a typical answer to what inspires me to write, but in all honesty, I love his work. I’d happily spend my time reading through a play, carefully dissecting each line to uncover it’s meaning.
“Our doubts are traitors,
and make us lose the good we oft might win,
by fearing to attempt.”
– W. Shakespeare, Measure for Measure
Accept risk and sift through the unknown in hopes of finding something beautiful.
“I’ve been busy” would be an understatement if you were asking why I’ve neglected blogging these past weeks. I recently had my mid-semester exams at university which managed to take up most of my time. After spending hours and hours in front of a computer every day studying, the last thing I wanted to do was spend another few hours on it during my time off.
I’ve been slacking with my content recently. I know that I have issues sticking with something – usually I get excited about a certain thing only to stop doing it a few weeks later, a problem which I’m making a concerted effort in stopping. So here’s me trying to get back on the blogging horse.
It’s inevitable. Sooner or later we all must suffer inconsiderate weather. It seems that whenever we want it to rain, it never does and when we don’t want it to rain, lo and behold, it rains. Me personally? I like the rain. I like the overcast days with a light drizzle. To me, it’s a sleep-in, followed by a slow, meaningless day where everybody just keeps on truckin’ (well, at least when I’ve got nothing else to do).
One of the most difficult decisions to be made on days like these revolve around food. It can be hard trying to find something that’ll fill that hole in your stomach and also keep you warm. Living only a 5 minute walk to the fish and chip shop definitely has it’s benefits. A few dollars is all it takes to eradicate any sign of hunger that was there previously. Not to mention there aren’t any dishes to clean up afterwards.
Yep, gotta love hot chips…