A Personality Shiz

Okay, I cheated. I was supposed to write something more intelligent today, but then I got distracted and I realized that I haven’t thought of anything yet. Thankfully, I rediscovered my love for personality tests.

This post was inspired by my dear friend Ren (OHAI!), who shared her numerology profile yesterday – she turns out to be a “9”, and she agreed with some of the descriptions detailed by the site she went to. It got me thinking of my OWN number profile – it’s based on your birthday – and wondered what it had to say about my inclinations.

I did the math, found out I was a “5”, and here is what it says about it me…

Thomas William Hiddleston
Yes, I’m serious about this – stop looking at me like that, Thomas.

The whole thrust of my life experience is changefreedom, and physicality

Wait, what? Okay, I understand the freedom thing. I don’t particularly like it when people tell me what to do – I’d prefer that they tell me what needs to be done (YES, THERE IS A DIFFERENCE) and that I do my own thing. And maybe I can see the whole bit about change – I do tend to be ridiculously resilient when it comes to adjusting to changes (not that I don’t complain about it). But the last one? Come on, numerology! Are you kidding me?

I am the least physical person I know apart from my dad, who still kind of trumps me because he still goes out to buy ciggies every once in a while. My sister stays at home with a CAT (cat lovers will understand the LAZINESS these creatures can inflict on their beloved humans), and she still engages in more exercise than I do – for example, she has this habit of walking around the dining table while listening to her old iPod. My brother, as far as I know, made it a habit to have a swim every so often at the condominium pool. Mom and the stepdad have this treadmill thing in their room, which I assume they use every few days or so.

I just tend to park myself on the couch to write, read, watch the telly, or do something with the ridiculous amount of yarn I managed to accrue over the years. Me, move? HAH.

I need to learn how to concentrate

*looks at the mountain of books, notebooks, pens, shows, projects, and games* Okay, numerology. You have a point.

For NOW.

I keep making the same mistakes over and over again

*looks at pile of unfinished stories and the line of people she’s offended* That…that might be more than a little bit accurate.

I’m meant to travel far away from my birthplace

Ohgod, really? I don’t even have a passport and local plane rides terrify me. I’m sure I have allergies yet undiscovered. Also, see the bit about REALLY liking the couch. Nope, not gonna happen magic numbers people. Not ever. I’m staying right here. I have enough great adventures when I go on the Internet.

Unless what you meant by traveling is “surfing the world wide web”, I’m not sure how this could ever be right.

I tend to overindulge in things that can get really extreme

So the profile listed examples of things that can get really extreme. Like food, alcoholic beverages, gambling, drugs, and sex. Hm.

  1. I have stomach issues, so I’ve learned to moderate my food intake.
  2. Again, I have stomach issues–so I’ve learned to moderate my alcohol intake (I only binge one day a year, usually during the Christmas/New Year holiday).
  3. While I’m not really poor, I’m not all that rich either; so gambling is just way too risky for me (no thanks).
  4. Let’s just say I had a VERY traumatic experience involving drugs and a loved one, so I’m not trying that for myself (though I’m okay with other people indulging in it).
  5. It’s kinda hard to find the time to, when you have other stuff you need to do (I know, TMI–sorry, Mom).

It’s likely that I’ll get married and have children early

I’m almost 30. What the hell?

I make promises that I have trouble keeping

*looks at unfinished projects* Dammit!

I tend to be over-involved when it comes to other people’s needs 

I admit to being the type of person who gets hung up on other people’s issues because I really, honestly care about them. I admit that this makes me pushy in all the wrong ways, and it also distracts me from what I should be really doing at that point in time. I recognize that about myself. I know that I can take things too far. I’m trying to rectify it and figure out a way to balance things out, so I can help the people I love and still make sure I have time and resources for myself so I won’t resent the shit out of the world.

Touche, personality shiz.

I tend to be impatient, and leave before anything really begins

I’m impatient, yes. But I’M ALSO TOO LAZY TO LEAVE. Of course, that also means that I’m too lazy to properly finish anything outside of work.

I really suck
I really do.

My verdict? I guess it’s close enough–but no real dice, bub.

Has anyone else here tried numerology? What’s your number (here’s the site I used)? Was it right or wrong about you?

 

Writing Challenge Part 2 – Zodiac Sign

Once again, I have no idea what to write at the moment – so I’m going to do the WRITING CHALLENGE (part 1 is here).

This time around, I’m going to focus on my Zodiac sign.  Well, wish me luck and here we go.

I was born under the sign “Gemini”, which, according to Wikipedia, makes me a Geminian (yes, I know it’s awkward to read; it’s equally awkward to type).

Zodiac Sign Gemini
According to Astrology.Com, this is what its symbol looks like.

Obviously, people who discuss the Zodiac Sign Gemini often home in on the fact that it’s often associated with Twins.

Image of Twins
And who doesn’t love twins? Just look at them!

Of course, most of its emphasis on duality may come from the fact that “Gemini season” is around the point where spring turns into summer.  To be quite frank, though, I really don’t know how that’s supposed to affect me when we don’t exactly have that kind of seasonal shifting here in the Philippines.  We only have two weather flavors here:  Wet and Dry.  In fact, if we’re going to be strict about it, there are three types of weather:  Wet, Dry, and I Can’t Decide Gimme a Couple of Days.

It’s lovely here, though.

Of course, it doesn’t matter whether or not I live in the same kind of climate the astrology sites use to explain the duality; either way, I’m STILL suffering from multiple personality disorder.  It all comes from being a Geminian, which apparently values change and versatility.  And possibly con artistry.  I haven’t tested that one out yet, not consciously.

Before I end this post, I’d like to clarify that I don’t exactly believe that the Zodiac can determine your future in the strictest sense.  I mean, MAYBE they have some effect on the kind of personality you’ll have, which in turn can be a predictor of what you’re likely to do in certain situations.  But for solid prediction of your fortune?  I really doubt that.

Clearly, Tarot cards are better.

PS:  It is interesting to note that everyone in my nuclear family, save for my incredibly talented younger sister, is a Gemini.  That we haven’t driven that poor Virgo insane is a miracle.

Unexpected Object Lust

Have you ever seen something that’s so useless (except peripherally), but so lovely that you literally stop going about your daily life just to share it with the rest of the world?

I have.  Many times, in fact.  But this is different, I swear.

It’s custom dust jackets for Young Adult books.  And the moment I saw them, I wanted them.

(And yeah, I wanted the Etsy pin that inspired them too.  But one thing at a time, please).

Given that I’ve had trouble with people who are judgmental over book choices and my own aversion to certain types of book covers (not to mention people who try to talk to me when I’m CLEARLY trying to read), I think these dust jackets are a perfect solution.

Fun Dust Jackets for Readers
I mean, who would dare disturb you now?*

My only beef with these is that they come in just one size.  But hey, I’m sure I can modify them to suit my needs.

Which ones are your favorite?  Do you have any other ideas for dust jackets?

On Unexpectedly Inspiring a WordPress Post

Okay, I just have to post this because it blew my mind.  Yesterday, I was looking through WordPress posts about reading, the love of reading and the like.  I ran across this post about reading and re-reading by a lovely girl named Katie, which not only piqued my interest (because she had such good questions!) but also led me to ask a question of my own:  does what we love to read say something about us?

Which inspired Katie to write another interesting post, this time wondering if the personalities of people she knows are reflected in their reading material and making a connection between this and stereotyping.

Let me just say that while I’m flattered by this brief stint as a muse, I’m more fascinated by this writer.  I think she has the makings of an author, thinking as deeply as she does.

Needless to say, I’m now following her.  And if anyone out there is reading this, I encourage you to do the same.  Seriously, check out Katie vs. Keyboard.