This is silly, but that personality test sort of got me down. It didn't have one single nice thing to say about me. I do have good traits. I know it. So what if a personality test didn't pick up on them. Those things were written by evil shrinks anyhow. Or wannabe evil shrinks. -I am entertaining. When I am well-fed and happy, I am really fun to be around. I smile and joke. I dance and sing. I'm awfully cute. But the evil shrinks who write personality tests would probably call this trait attention hungry or manipulative because they are jealous of people like me and have no sense of humor. -Another nice trait of mine is that I face new people with an open mind. There aren't people I won't talk to just because others "warn" me about them, or because something about them seems "weird". I have grown more cautious over the years, but will still converse with pretty much anyone who is friendly to me. I will listen to the crazy old lady in the diner, or the not-so-attractive guy who tries to get in every girl's pants. Doesn't mean they don't deserve to be respected and have their words taken as a valid, human opinion. Even if the old lady is rambling on about how there are horses in the bathroom. And I just won't get too close with the guy. I guess you could call me fair and non-judgemental.
But, in contrast to my open-mindedness, if somebody does something to piss me off right away, like pull out his shrivled old cock and wack off on the train while ogling me, I might just punch his nose in, even though I don't know him. -I don't consider weird to be a negative trait. Throughout my life, I have made it a point to do things in my very own way. I've always felt fake when trying to act and talk like other people. I don't usually blend in. Why should I have to? -I do have goals. Many goals, meaning things I am taking necessary steps to accomplish. For example, I want to have an actual home again. Soon. So I have been looking for a well-paying summer job and potential roomates. I want to, one day have a career I love. In which I am helping people with their writing, somehow. Like as a teacher or a literary agent (I am an excellent salesperson). Don't doubt me. I could clean up my act really fast if it were necessary. So for now, I am going to college and looking for an internship. I want to publish my fiction, so I make it a point to write each day and send out submissions to magazines frequently. What makes people see me as aimless is that I don't get so caught up in the specifics of my goals. I keep them loose. I say, "I want a job I love, using the skills I posess" rather than "If I don't work as a blablabla, then I am a total failure." Sometimes life is indifferent to human will. Circumstances aren't always in my favor. So why disappoint myself by trying to impose my guidelines on them? -I am aware of my contradictions. Like how my bias against evil shrinks contradicts my open-mindedness. And how my willingness to clean up for a good job contradicts my weird-and-proudness. But who is without contradictions? They are what make humans interesting and complex. I could go on and on about how cool I am, despite my supposedly flawed personality. But I am getting sick of writing this. I just felt I should stick up for myself.
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