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| But I'm either too lazy or busy.
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| Your Type is
ENFP| Extraverted | Intuitive | Feeling | Perceiving | | Strength of the preferences % | | 11 | 75 | 62 | 44 |
ENFP type description by D.Keirsey
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ENFP type description by J. Butt and M.M. Heiss
Idealist Portrait of the Champion (ENFP)Like the other Idealists, Champions are rather rare, say two or three percent of the population, but even more than the others they consider intense emotional experiences as being vital to a full life. Champions have a wide range and variety of emotions, and a great passion for novelty. They see life as an exciting drama, pregnant with possibilities for both good and evil, and they want to experience all the meaningful events and fascinating people in the world. The most outgoing of the Idealists, Champions often can't wait to tell others of their extraordinary experiences. Champions can be tireless in talking with others, like fountains that bubble and splash, spilling over their own words to get it all out. And usually this is not simple storytelling; Champions often speak (or write) in the hope of revealing some truth about human experience, or of motivating others with their powerful convictions. Their strong drive to speak out on issues and events, along with their boundless enthusiasm and natural talent with language, makes them the most vivacious and inspiring of all the types. Fiercely individualistic, Champions strive toward a kind of personal authenticity, and this intention always to be themselves is usually quite attractive to others. At the same time, Champions have outstanding intuitive powers and can tell what is going on inside of others, reading hidden emotions and giving special significance to words or actions. In fact, Champions are constantly scanning the social environment, and no intriguing character or silent motive is likely to escape their attention. Far more than the other Idealists, Champions are keen and probing observers of the people around them, and are capable of intense concentration on another individual. Their attention is rarely passive or casual. On the contrary, Champions tend to be extra sensitive and alert, always ready for emergencies, always on the lookout for what's possible. Champions are good with people and usually have a wide range of personal relationships. They are warm and full of energy with their friends. They are likable and at ease with colleagues, and handle their employees or students with great skill. They are good in public and on the telephone, and are so spontaneous and dramatic that others love to be in their company. Champions are positive, exuberant people, and often their confidence in the goodness of life and of human nature makes good things happen. | | |
| Shippuuden episode 84--they translated the kanji for earth as lightning, and vice versa (when what's-his-face is explaining the elemental weaknesses/strengths to Naruto). Just had to write this somewhere, even though no one reads this anymore. Haha.
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| For my 2-3 readers, all of whom do not read Japanese, マクドナルド (makudonarudo) is McDonald's in Japan. I'd eaten at McDonald's once before in Roppongi, but at that time I only had a Mega Tamago which was basically, a Big Mac with more patties, less bread, and an egg on top.
Tonight I had the Big Mac value meal, or as they call them here, "set" (more accurately, セト or seto). That's what they call combos in pretty much every type of restaurant I've been to. Anyway, my main point is simply that when I finished my fries and washed it down with some coke, I had a feeling of nostalgia and was reminded of my siblings and my father--the many, many times we'd eaten at McDonald's when I was a kid. The taste of McDonald's meat-flavored french fries mixed with Cocacola triggered something in my mind. Of course, the Japanese Coca-cola is not as sweet as the original stuff manufactured for American consumption, but it still did the trick.
And, yeah, the fries and coke didn't remind me of my mom. Most likely because she didn't take us to McDonald's too often. But, everytime I eat pho I remember her. Haha.
I miss spending time with my entire family. Especially, as a kid, as ignorant and content as I was.
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| I got rid of the old, old background, and just went with a simple, easy-on-the-eyes color scheme. This should be good enough for now.
The funny thing about xanga is that barely anyone I know uses this thing anymore. But, that doesn't really matter. For the most part, I've written things for myself. Though there were times when xanga was my mode of getting my thoughts out to specific people, that time is considerably far behind me. I don't need it for that purpose anymore.
Maybe I should not write on a "blog" at all and switch to something even more private. It's a bit odd to think the term "blog" wasn't widely used back during my peak usage of xanga. Anyway, I think I will try to write on xanga for a bit and see if it feels right.
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