Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Enrichment? Let's see.

Note: Most of this was written at a different time then the rest, sorry.

Here I sit in 2nd block Economics doing what we do everyday, nothing. But next block, the fun begins. At Thomasville High School, we have "enrichment" classes. In other words, classes we pick that stimulate our minds with hobbies we like/enjoy.

Examples: Bass Tournment Fishing [Yes, we are very much in Alabama], chorus, and advanced sewing.

None of those things are really exciting to me... sorry guys. BUT, I do have one class I actually found I really enjoy; Psychology. I have to say, this class scares me. The first time the class met, I was 1 of 3 seniors in the class. Meaning, most of that class have no true feel of who they really are. In this first class, we took a personality test. I was the first person done with all 60 questions. [Very typical of me.] My results scares me out of my mind. Let me quote what it told me.


.....The agreeable nature and quiet personality makes them particularly vulnerable to hurt feelings. Distress within close relationships can shatter these types. Like all of this type under stress, they feel fragmented and lost.....

See? It basically told me I'm emotionally unstable.  Another thing?! It is typically true that girls get their personalities from their fathers. Well damn. Turns out my dad is little on the mentally insane side.

This class is telling me things about myself I don't want to hear.  I can't take something telling me I'm doomed from the start. Personality is a total product of Heredity and Environment. One can't be controlled while at my age, the other is hard to control.

So now it's my turn to try and "fix" my faults with my personality. This should be fun.
This is how I perceive myself.

I'm over emotional, angry, holds grudges, OCD, full of anxiety, and a procrastinator. What fun huh?

Now, people/things I'm thankful for right now.

1)Coach Anderson, my P.E. coach: You help me just by talking alot more then you think. I value opinion, and you always have a good one.

2)All my friends who always tell me the truth no matter the pain.

-Christi.

P.S. My ex is back in town. That should be the next blog.... :\

1 comment:

  1. Christi,

    You are NOT your Dad. You are not your mom. You are you. How many serial killers have children that are not the same way? How many weirdos children that are perfectly normal?

    Who we are is a choice. You have emotions, just like every other human being. That is nothing to be afraid of. It's something to be proud of and something to embrace.

    Love you girlie!

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