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As some of you already know, Vanilly and I obsess over Personality typing. In order to help write an FAQ to dispel myths and other issues surrounding this seemingly notorious topic of Personality Types, I'd like to invite you to post your questions, queries, arguments regarding Jungian-Myers-Brigs Type Indicators (all the INTJ, ENFJ, ENFP things) and enneagrams (the numbers 1 to 9). You may even challenge us to explain some particular aspects of the systems and our approaches to typing, try to poke holes in our ideas and even ask relationship-based and other behaviour, traits based questions. We hope that through this exercise, we'll be better able to communicate the point of this personality thing to others and also, learn more about what we think is the right way to approach the entire subject on our part. You may leave your questions/queries/challenges/arguments as comments or if you know our email address, email us directly. Labels: New, personality typing, Rantings (1) comments I seem to only want to blog when I am at work. I have been having quite the tumultuous time since I discovered that a very good friend of mine from school passed away a year ago, the only reason why i didn't find out was because the other friend who sent out the obituary sent it to my old email that bounced back, and everyone assumed I knew because I knew her. I was more freaked out because she had contacted me just before this happened and like the duffer I am, I thought that happened just a month or two ago this year. To deal with this news I spoke to her mom, who has requested that I write about the memories I have of her. I met up with the other friend a couple of days ago, and while I was looking for answers, all I got were facts that did not quite add up and just a glimpse of how much despair she might have been in. I haven't gotten down to writing anything. And while I do want to drop by her place to talk to her mom some more, I am feeling very unsettled about the whole ordeal. It doesn't help that I can be quite dark and twisty like she used to be. The world hasn't made very much sense lately. To add to that, the fact that the people at York were being so slow with sending out my official offer letter and saying things like my application was a "special case" that needed approval and so "we hope to have good news for you", compounded my agitation. I was frustrated to hear all that nonsense one and a half months into having been offered a place by the admissions tutor. Fortunately all my grief ended when I received an email last night saying that my letter was coming in by express airmail. phew~! All I can focus on now is, of all things, my personal financial situation. Ridiculous bills to pay, no savings to pay them with, all of which roll-over and build up. I took some time to indulge myself these past two weeks and suddenly I am facing the fact that I did so with "money I don't have". I am figuring out a way to maintain my sanity amidst these logistical problems my brain has no room for. I can only hope for work to pay me on time, which has proved to be a difficult task for them to, time and again. Seeing that this post is a huge break from my traditional frivolity around here, I am posting up youtubes of a TV character from the show Dinosaurs back in the early 90s that captures what my dear mad nephew is like. Enjoy! (0) comments It's monday, and today I realised that getting to work puts me in a foul mood. I get more work down in an "outside", non-work related environment, but I know I am just making excuses. What pisses me off about my project right now is being completely directionless, and it is not my fault it is so. I have my lovely boss to blame for this. He is a well-intentioned man, with a scatter-brain and his idea that if you just keep going, and keep finding tangents you'll get somewhere. A real disaster for mentoring, yet I think he is brilliant enough and dedicated enough to his own work to get by. I, on the other hand, am trying to cling on to this trying period with whatever willpower I have and bang out something decent in the form of a report. It's a little stupid when all the boss thinks that can come out of this is some stupid correlation type analysis because he has run out of ideas for what we should do, given that we have no decent way to validate my observations. I had a lovely weekend where I stayed in bed and watched Weeds, I am still trying to finish the second season (all thanks to Sidereel). I learnt a few things from the show: a) If you're married and your husband dies suddenly, your sex-tape with him can come in handy for the times you really miss him. As cheesy as it sounds, the show managed to portray this bit in quite a sensitive manner. b) If you're a guy and want your girlfriend to stay with you, getting her pregnant by pricking your condom is the stupidest thing to do. (Okay, so I knew that one). c) No matter how hard you try to be, being the new age cool parent where your kids come up to you and describe their sex life and start calling you by your first name instead of Mom is a sign of TROUBLE. e) Indian guys in Hollywood, American TV shows will always be geeky losers with identity issues, and of course, the fact you're Hindu will always get thrown around. d) If you're a guy, and a woman lets you know that you're not her ideal male lover, but could pass off as some woman she'd sleep with, be prepared to get ass-raped by her strap-on. e) Jewish people seem to be really fun to make fun of on these shows. (Okay I knew this one too) f) Bean Pies are associated with the Nation of Islam. g) Kids are far more perceptive than you expect them to be. They can also be far more compassionate about the grey moral areas in life. This is provided you have a smart, kooky kid and not one that's ruled by his dick. h) Andy, Nancy's brother-in-law, has probably given the best "masturbation" guidance talk to his young kooky nephew I have ever seen. Must watch out for this one. This list is not as comprehensive as I would like it, I just went by the anecdotes I can remember at this point. The protagonist, Nancy, reminds me a lot of Lorelai Gilmore of the Gilmore Girls. She is crazy, random but really smart at things like making business deals and smarming people. The dialogues in this show are as snappy as the ones in that show but of course the theme is much darker (about weed dealing and suburban living). This being a Showtime production (responsivle for the L word and Dexter), there's lots of random nudity. Have I told you that the second season of this show has a different artist performing the opening credits song (a very apt one called Little Boxes by Mavina Reynolds) every episode? From Elvis Costello, to Ozomatli, to the MacGarrigle Sisters and I hear even The Shins in season 3. How cool is that? Labels: Rantings, television (0) comments Yet another day at work and I am being unproductive. 20 minutes to lunch with colleagues and I am writing this post, when I feel I should spend much more time. I am concerned. Reading other socio-political Singaporean blogs yesterday riled me up, and I got all mad at the government yet again. Not to mention the furore over how we are complacent citizens expecting the government to do everything. Well duh. If we aren't empowered as citizens to take matters into our own hands to do things the right way, and if the government loves behaving like a private corporate entity without some form of shareholder activism or checks and balances then all we can do is blame them. The protests in Europe (Paris) against China through the Olympic torch relay events had China declaring these places had...poor security! China...it's called freedom of speech, deal with it. I read a really great article over how China's behaviour does not reflect the Olympic spirit and has gone back on its word to allow free movement of press in China at this time nearing the Games. It highlighted the two key issues these protests around Europe are addressing, China's role in the oppression of Tibet and its influence and ties with the genocidal government of Sudan. Having been to Dharamsala in Himachal Pradesh, India, the headquarters of the Dalai Lama in India and home to many exiled Tibetans, I am quite sympathetic to the Tibetan cause. They are a proud people with a very strong sense of pride and identity. I may have missed the intricate details through the years of the severity of the crimes against them as a people, but I will never forget that tree in one of the temple grounds that had all these red strings tied on the branches, twigs, representing a plea for freedom for someone wrongly imprisoned back in Tibet. Posters and flyers were stuck round the place with photos of people and surprisingly, male children (the age of 6 onwards) imprisoned for being the re-incarnations of various religious leaders (as they'd succeed these leaders in the Tibetan hierarchy). China sanctions its own re-incarnation candidates for religious leadership in the region. They are a fairly peaceful lot, and the transgressions against them for 60 years now are despicable. It is sad that in the economic landscape today, with China being a raging powerhouse, we have to bend-over and recognise their claims for our benefit. Labels: Rantings (2) comments |
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