When you think about it...

...Nair is sort of disgusting.
It does awful, awful things to your bodily hair.
When you feel the hair in question, it's awful and stringy and disgusting.
But that's after not shaving for a while.
It keeps the hair away longer! Yay!
Enough about that. I probably shouldn't be telling you that.
Ahem.
The crazy cheerleader that made me so angry yesterday is once again sending confusing signals.
But what else is new?
Soooooo one day she's insulting me, and the next she's trying to engage in stimulating conversation?
Or throwing herself at the guy I like for weeks at a time, then joking around with me and ignoring him for three days in a row?
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME??????????????
I doubt her intention is to make my life hell.
At least not all the time.
But it's so weird. I can't figure her out.
And there are days when I'm bipolar like that, too, so I can sort of understanding, but still...?
Confused.
The oral book reports continued today.
I was really surprised by the one this one kid gave.
He did it on Laurie Halse Anderson's "Speak", which was a good book, but he didn't just like it, but it seemed like it really affected him.
And he was super honest in answering the questions about how he related to the main character and how he felt for her and you could tell me meant all of it.
It was really cool, because I'd never seen that part of him before.
He might be an ENFJ. Hm.
But, when reading up on personality types on this amazing website, they mentioned that everyone is different. Even a group of 20 ISTJs are completely different people, even though they might think or act similarly in certain situations.
So it helped remind me not to prejudge or go off on another rant about Sensors vs. Intuitives or Judgers vs. Perceivers.
Even when someone was asked WHY men abuse women, and someone answered with WHAT men do to women.
Because they gave the WHAT information, it was assumed they'd also covered WHY.
And the Intuitives in the room freaked out. Myself included.
It's part of dealing with people, I guess.
Phew. Sophomore's almost done. 4 more days. Then a whole summer of missions, sun, and working on people skills.
And teambuilding, now that you mention it.
Hm. Our team better start planning soon. And drama! The meeting's in two days! Memorize script!
AND FINALS ARE NEXT WEEK.
Phew.

2009: Was it really worth the wait?

How come tons of people stay up until midnight on New Year's Eve just so they can scream, make out, and drink champagne?
I mean, they can do that any other day of the year.
And I know they want to be part of the brief moment when 2008 changes to 2009, but really? You'll enjoy it much more during your nightly cycle of REM than in the middle of the night, insanely drunk.
And the Chinese New Year is in February, yet we think it's weird when they stay up all night to ring in THEIR new year.
Oh well.
Truthfully, I love New Year's Eve. We always go out for Chinese food, chill at the Japanese bookstore, and buy tons of Asian candy.
Mmm, sweet and sour spareribs.
That and the steamed pork dumplings.
Cranberry chicken is all right, too, but Nathan ordered something called drunken chicken and it turned out to be fairly disgusting.
I mean, you were supposed to eat the MARROW.
MARROW!!!!
"The Legend of Zelda" is the best 80's show ever.
"HEY! Excuuuuuuuuuse me, princess!"
There is NO way Mia is an INFJ. People are talking about taking the Meyers-Briggs Personality test on the message boards, and some are distraught that they aren't "just like Mia".
The Sensor motto is practically, "I don't know unless you tell me". They don't ASSUME things; they have to HEAR it for it to be true.
So frustrating.
And Mia does this A LOT.
So she has to be a Sensor.
And she has a lot of trouble making decisions quickly.
Therefore, she can't be a Judger. She has to be a Perceiver.
That would make her an ISFP.
Cheer up, message board girls. You're more like Mia than you think...unfortunately.
It's going to be Michael.
The book comes out in 5 days and it's going to be Michael.
Ugh.
I brought my mom up to speed on the plot, and when I told her about Michael she started screaming.
At him, not me.
If my mom's mad about it, he must be a jerk.
But Meg Cabot made it very clear that Mia would not end up single: it will be either Michael or JP.
Crap.