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I’m glad I don’t have any major mental problems. That would suck.

Anyway, I’m writing my physics paper. As you can tell because I’m posting in my blog. Obvious signs of paper writing: avoidance of paper writing.

It’s funny how stressed I can get, and how snippy I can become, and how frustrating people seem to be during school, and yet I’m still happy. I’m really happy. I’ve noticed myself contemplating everything, trying to reevaluate my life. I’m happy about my friends and my family, and about how there’s nothing majorly wrong with me, physically or mentally. :-) I remember trying to think a few months ago whether I was happy or not, but I couldn’t come up with an answer. But I think I am. Thanks everyone. Ya’ll done good.
I guess I feel a little guilty when I think about it. Like, why do I get to be happy and others seem to be beset with sorrow? Maybe it’s luck, but that only seems like part of it. I know I am lucky for what kind of family I got, but I feel like there’s a bigger part where I know that I really want to be happy. Seems obvious, but some people just seem to gravitate towards misery. They attract it like its what they seek in life.
Either I’m completely wrong, or these people are really messed up. If you ever feel yourself being pulled down by the push of the negative, remember that the lift of the positive is within arms reach. If something makes you feel bad, fix the problem. If you can’t fix it, avoid it. If you can’t avoid it, learn to accept it. Know what you want and change the world into it, and if you can’t change the world, change yourself.

Wow, I sure am preachy.
Hmm, I wonder why that is.
EVERYONE LISTEN TO ME.
I think I have attention issues.

June

I had a fight with June, Sarika’s boss, in my dream last night. That’s weird.

Maybe I hate her! Ooh, I can add another person to my list.

1. Tony G.
2. Julia, the Bosnian.
3. That DORK who sits in front of us in Econ.
4. June, from the bakery.

Sad Realization

I came to a sad realization today on the bus. Don’t mock me for this, because it’s really depressing me… Alright, here goes:

I don’t have super powers, and I probably never will.

Delis and Dragons

I used to think that the Deli would be in complete chaos without me, and that if I quit it would be hilarious termoil that would last a thousand years and would cripple Loblaw Inc., the parent company of Super Store and Extra Foods, sending the entire economy into a recession. But then I remembered that the world doesn’t revolve around me. I really have no moral obligations to this company. Why do I need to stay here at all? It’s not necessarily a very good place to work.
This may seem petty and selfish, but this is what happened… About a month ago, the minimum wage in the Deli (( I think it was just the Deli, but I’m not sure )) was increased from $9 to $10. I was making $9.35 at the time because of my super cool seniority, a concept that makes the aged, rather then the skilled, richer. Now I thought that I would be moved to $10.35, because that just makes sense to me, but I wasn’t. I’m making $10, the same amount as the girl who JUST STARTED. I mean, I’ve been at this company for a YEAR and I’m back to the minimum. That’s so sad and wrong.
I guess the only reason I’m staying is because everyone is so nice and miserable. It’s fun to commiserate. Funner then I thought it would be, considering that I’ve been around pretty upbeat people most of my life. Disgruntled people are entertaining.

Truth

So, I realize why I haven’t been ‘BLOGGING’. It’s not because I’m not having any especially new or exciting epiphanies. I have lots of those. It’s that summer is a terrible fiend that sucks my motivation right out of me. Like, I barely go to group forums, it’s been days since I last posted on any RP, and I almost never go onto MSN. At first, I was letting summer win. It was totally winning. I wasn’t doin’ nothin’! But then, I put the gloves back on and started round two.
Today, I did a good job at work with a smile and a kick in my step attitude, I replied in all my RPs, and I’m posting in this blog at this very moment. All in all, I’m going to try and keep it this way. Summer shouldn’t be something that is hated. It should be something that is embraced. And that is exactly what I’m going to do.

So, I missed House. The season finale. That was a let down. Then I started downloading it, but it’s taking forever. I’m probably not going to see it tonight. No one yell out spoilers like I did to Dawn a few weeks ago. I just blurted it out. “OMG OMAR!” Poor Omar. For those of you who don’t know who Omar is, watch more House.

Serious Business

People are always saying that the Internet is serious business. This is probably the biggest understatement in the universe. The Internet is, perhaps, the more profound and important thing that human beings have ever invented. Maybe ever will invent.
Why is it so powerful? You know why. Perhaps the fact that I have a blog, and a website, and an e-mail, and a facebook, and a photobucket, and an instant messenger service, and a thousand different things that have never existed before… Opinions and community are shared and distributed like nothing, unlike any time throughout history. Relationships can exist between people online, yet the very same people may pass each other on the street without even knowing who they are. People fall in love on the internet. Love!
Identity suddenly becomes meaningless. Wealth and property is meaningless. Your family, meaningless. Your friends, your kinship, your nationality… None of it means anything on the internet. Nothing matters. You don’t need an opinion. You don’t need to be good-looking. You don’t need anything to thrive on the internet. You can just simply exist, and no out ousts you. No one ostracizes you.
Ask yourself, how many of your friends have a blog? Do you have a blog? How many of your friends are posting in 3+ forums, giving their opinions on matters whose relevance seems to fade to dust on the internet? What about you? How many people do you know on the internet, that you would not have known otherwise? I know dozens, maybe hundreds of people that I have no idea who they are beyond the web. My old guild mates, posters on GameFAQs whose opinions I trust, others. How many old friends have you suddenly become reunited with, even though they moved miles away?
But what does this mean for society? Who knows. But our generation, those of us who have had the internet for the better portion of our lives, those of us who saw the internet grow, and become what it is… we are the ones who are most impacted by this phenomenon. We are the ones who spend more time on the web then we do anywhere else. We stroll through the web like it is something that is only natural, being at the top of the hierarchy, if ever there was one. We are the ones who have gotten used to the idea of instant information.

I could type more but this is probably boring whoever is reading it.

Myers/Briggs

I don’t know how many of you have done the Myers/Briggs personality test, but I have. Recently I thought that I would look it back up and check out my personality again. I proudly bear the title, ‘Mastermind,’ being an INTJ.

That means that I am Introverted, iNtuitive, Thinking, Judging. My counterpart would be an ESFP, who would be Extroverted, Sensing, Feeling, Perceiving. I love this test because the more I read about INTJs, the more I see exactly who I am. Everything they describe about them is like a little window into what I am. Read this if you wish, if you desire to know more about me, Tyler, and want to know what motivates me. It is interesting so I suggest you read it.


To outsiders, INTJs may appear to project an aura of “definiteness”, of self-confidence. This self-confidence, sometimes mistaken for simple arrogance by the less decisive, is actually of a very specific rather than a general nature; its source lies in the specialized knowledge systems that most INTJs start building at an early age. When it comes to their own areas of expertise — and INTJs can have several — they will be able to tell you almost immediately whether or not they can help you, and if so, how. INTJs know what they know, and perhaps still more importantly, they know what they don’t know.

INTJs are perfectionists, with a seemingly endless capacity for improving upon anything that takes their interest. What prevents them from becoming chronically bogged down in this pursuit of perfection is the pragmatism so characteristic of the type: INTJs apply (often ruthlessly) the criterion “Does it work?” to everything from their own research efforts to the prevailing social norms. This in turn produces an unusual independence of mind, freeing the INTJ from the constraints of authority, convention, or sentiment for its own sake.

INTJs are known as the “Systems Builders” of the types, perhaps in part because they possess the unusual trait combination of imagination and reliability. Whatever system an INTJ happens to be working on is for them the equivalent of a moral cause to an INFJ; both perfectionism and disregard for authority may come into play, as INTJs can be unsparing of both themselves and the others on the project. Anyone considered to be “slacking,” including superiors, will lose their respect — and will generally be made aware of this; INTJs have also been known to take it upon themselves to implement critical decisions without consulting their supervisors or co-workers. On the other hand, they do tend to be scrupulous and even-handed about recognizing the individual contributions that have gone into a project, and have a gift for seizing opportunities which others might not even notice.

In the broadest terms, what INTJs “do” tends to be what they “know”. Typical INTJ career choices are in the sciences and engineering, but they can be found wherever a combination of intellect and incisiveness are required (e.g., law, some areas of academia). INTJs can rise to management positions when they are willing to invest time in marketing their abilities as well as enhancing them, and (whether for the sake of ambition or the desire for privacy) many also find it useful to learn to simulate some degree of surface conformism in order to mask their inherent unconventionality.

Personal relationships, particularly romantic ones, can be the INTJ’s Achilles heel. While they are capable of caring deeply for others (usually a select few), and are willing to spend a great deal of time and effort on a relationship, the knowledge and self-confidence that make them so successful in other areas can suddenly abandon or mislead them in interpersonal situations.

This happens in part because many INTJs do not readily grasp the social rituals; for instance, they tend to have little patience and less understanding of such things as small talk and flirtation (which most types consider half the fun of a relationship). To complicate matters, INTJs are usually extremely private people, and can often be naturally impassive as well, which makes them easy to misread and misunderstand. Perhaps the most fundamental problem, however, is that INTJs really want people to make sense. :-) This sometimes results in a peculiar naivete’, paralleling that of many Fs — only instead of expecting inexhaustible affection and empathy from a romantic relationship, the INTJ will expect inexhaustible reasonability and directness.

Probably the strongest INTJ assets in the interpersonal area are their intuitive abilities and their willingness to “work at” a relationship. Although as Ts they do not always have the kind of natural empathy that many Fs do, the Intuitive function can often act as a good substitute by synthesizing the probable meanings behind such things as tone of voice, turn of phrase, and facial expression. This ability can then be honed and directed by consistent, repeated efforts to understand and support those they care about, and those relationships which ultimately do become established with an INTJ tend to be characterized by their robustness, stability, and good communications.

If this seems nothing like me, then you certainly do not know me. That is part of the enigma that is an INTJ. The article goes on to say many other things about us, all of which are on the nose. We enjoy paradoxes, we enjoy (yes ENJOY) developing unique solutions to complex problems… Everything about this is me.

If you want to take the test yourself, go to this link: Myers/Briggs Personality Test, then click the Do It! button. Once you are done, if tells you what you are and it gives you two links. The first one is alright, but the second one is way better. I suggest going to that one.

Beauty

Perhaps the most beautiful thing on the planet is the human body. I don’t mean physically or sexually. I’m talking about biologically. Today in physics, we were learning about lenses and optics. Professor Kleeka brought up the eye, and we saw how the lens in our eye shifts to see closer or farther images.
I had known how eyes had worked previously, but seeing it again after I know all that I know… It certainly is breath-taking. I mean, the complexity of it alone makes it a peace of art, and considering that the human body is possibly the most complicated thing in the universe, that makes us the most beautiful thing ever.
Thinking about this makes me want to learn more about the brain. Not just more, but everything there is to learn about the brain.

This is probably, subconsciously, why I like math. It is so perfect and works so flawlessly. In chemistry, we learn some rules ‘only work some of the time,’ and that in physics, everything ‘breaks down at infinity’. Math and biology are both constant. Their rules are true everywhere. In an open system, at infinity, at the speed of light… they are always constant.
They are both beautiful.

Toxic Tasties

Why, oh why, are the best things in life (to eat) bad for you? It’s like someone decided that the tastier something is, the faster it’s going to kill you. Let’s take a look at my favourite thing to eat in the universe… Potatoes!

Potatoes? You mean carb city? Talk about a bunch of energy you don’t need. And how you prepare them… Fries clearly have too much salt and fatty acids, mashed potatoes are loaded with cream (Oh, and cheese! Oh, and bacon! Yum!) so that’s not healthy, baked potatoes? That’s just screams sour cream. And no one thinks that sour cream is good for you.

You think, as a species, humans would have evolved to think that things that were good for us would certainly taste better. Talk about anti-preservation tactics. That’s like everyone wanting to stab themselves with a tiny sewing needle over and over again; it won’t kill you right away, but after a while, your heart won’t be able to keep up with the many gaping holes in you.

Now I want a big pile of mashed potatoes… *sigh* With cheese and bacon in it. And sour cream. And a whole lot of cream. Really fatty cream.