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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Took another personality test. I love to explore myself in a different light through all these small little tests, though it aint that accurate all the time. Anyway, I am a Analytical Thinker, according to this IP test. Analytical Thinkers are reserved, quiet persons. They like to get to the bottom of things - curiosity is one of their strongest motives. They want to know what holds the world together deep down inside. They do not really need much more to be happy because they are modest persons. Many mathematicians, philosophers and scientists belong to this type. Analytical Thinkers loathe contradictions and illogicalness; with their sharp intellect, they quickly and comprehensively grasp patterns, principles and structures. They are particularly interested in the fundamental nature of things and theoretical findings; for them, it is not necessarily a question of translating these into practical acts or in sharing their considerations with others. Analytical Thinkers like to work alone; their ability to concentrate is more marked than that of all other personality types. They are open for and interested in new information.

Analytical Thinkers have little interest in everyday concerns - they are always a little like an “absent-minded professor” whose home and workplace are chaotic and who only concerns himself with banalities such as bodily needs when it becomes absolutely unavoidable. The acknowledgement of their work by others does not play a great role for them; in general, they are quite independent of social relationships and very self-reliant. Analytical Thinkers therefore often give others the impression that they are arrogant or snobby - especially because they do not hesitate to speak their mind with their often harsh (even if justified) criticism and their imperturbable self-confidence. Incompetent contemporaries do not have it easy with them. But whoever succeeds in winning their respect and interest has a witty and very intelligent person to talk to. A partner who amazes one with his excellent powers of observation and his very dry humour.

It takes some time before Analytical Thinkers make friends, but then they are mostly friends for life. They only need very few people around them. Their most important ability is to be a match for them and thus give them inspiration. Constant social obligations quickly get on their nerves; they need a lot of time alone and often withdraw from others. Their partner must respect this and understand that this is not due to the lack of affection. Once they have decided in favour of a person, Analytical Thinkers are loyal and reliable partners. However, one cannot expect romance and effusive expressions of feelings from them and they will definitely forget their wedding anniversary. But they are always up to a night spent with stimulating discussions and a good glass of wine!

Adjectives which describe your type

Introverted, theoretical, logical, spontaneous, rational, analytical, intellectual, sceptical, pensive, critical, quiet, precise, independent, creative, inventive, abstract, eccentric, curious, reserved, self-involved, imaginative, unsociable, determined, modest, careful, incommunicative, witty.

The Analytical Thinker in love

When falling in love, you can turn into a real surprise package! Normally those around you probably see you like most Thinkers as slightly preoccupied, a little absentminded, and maybe even a little arrogant. You also give the impression of being quiet, cool, distanced and deliberate - everything is true. It is also true that you rarely fall in love because your expectations of your partner are very high and only very few will meet them.

However, when it happens to you, things - especially for an introverted Thinker - can get pretty intense. Then you even throw your previous taciturnity overboard, and compared to your normal behavior, you get loquacious and drippy. But that usually doesn’t last long, as soon your analytical and rational part returns from its vacation, puts the entire matter under a microscope without mercy, and woe to your partner if he/she did not reach the required standards in some respect! You have a very clear mental picture of your expectations and in this respect you are much too hard-headed and stubborn to be ready for any compromises. You would rather be alone than to put up with the second best, thank you very much.

For your partner, the change from the love poem writing, romantic Romeo, to the cool strategist, is sometimes rather bewildering and not easy to deal with. Here, they think they have hooked the great romantic, and in reality you belong to the most unemotional and logical types around. If your counterpart is a very emotional type, this cold shower can lead to a few problems between you because, after the initial effusiveness is gone, he/she won’t be able to squeeze all that many declarations of feelings and vows of love out of you. Once the courtship period is over, you simply don’t see the necessity any longer. Emotions are suspect to you anyway, because they are capricious and you give your partner only occasionally a glimpse into your innermost feelings. That hurts many types very much and makes them feel rejected and taken for granted. You, on the other hand, are uncomfortable if you feel pushed into an intimacy you don’t like, and frequently you don’t understand what your partner expects of you.

The Analytical Thinker at work

As an Analytical Thinker you are one of the introverted personality types. You are not particularly suited for dealing with others, working as a part of a team and be in the position of “continuous exchange”, you would much rather work alone, and dwell on your thoughts undisturbed. You usually put a critical distance between yourself and others that enables you to be the keen and incorrupt observer of life.

This distance can be truly bridged by only very few other people. That is probably caused by the fact that you are not all that interested to share your thoughts with others. Generally it is sufficient for you to have clarified a matter for yourself or that you have understood something; the continuous in your eyes mostly superficial chatter of the people around you becomes rather annoying.

Your prefer to work independently and appreciate having a lot of time and quiet in order to concentrate on the really important things: Structuring ideas, comprehending complex causalities, understanding of the universe, its rules and the logical analysis of systems. You absorb new information like a sponge and your memory is legendary. Once you have learned something, you’ll never forget it – unless you consider it to be irrelevant for some reason and decide that it seems to be better purging it from your data storage.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Saw this video on my friend's blog, and it sure is

IMPRESSIVE.

Believe me, it is.

Watch it.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I am currently tuning in to the song - Swear it Again, by Westlife, and I thought it may well be the best song to summarize the love Edward has for Bella. In any cases, I shall let the lyrics do the saying and you do the judging, to see if I am right. AND I know I should STOP talking about twilight, I WILL, but I would appreciate if you could just bear with me for this one last entry. :)

Swear it Again - Westlife

I wanna know

who ever told you I was letting go

the only joy that I have ever known

girl, they're lying

Just look around

and all of the people that we used to know

have just given up, they wanna let it go

but we're still trying

So you should know this love we share was never made to die

I'm glad we're on this one way street just you and I

Just you and I

I'm never gonna say goodbye

Cause I never wanna see you cry

I swore to you my love would remain

and I swear it all over again and I

I'm never gonna treat you bad

Cause I never wanna see you sad

I swore to share your joy and your pain

and I swear it all over again

all over again

Some people say

that everything has got its palce in time

even the day must give way to the night

but I'm not buying

Cause in your eyes

I see a love that burns eternally

and if you see how beautiful you are to me

you'll know I'm not lying

Sure there'll be times we wanna say goodbye

but even if we try

There are somthings in this life won't be denied

won't be denied

I'm never gonna say goodbye

Cause I never wanna see you cry

I swore to you my love would remain

and I swear it all over again and I

I'm never gonna treat you bad

Cause I never wanna see you sad

I swore to share your joy and your pain

and I swear it all over again

The more I konw of you, is the more I know I love you

and the more that I'm sure I wan you forever and ever more

and the more that you love me, the more that I know

Oh that I'm never gonna let you go

Gotta let you know that I

I'm never gonna say goodbye

Cause I never wanna see you cry

I swore to you my love would remain

and I swear it all over again and I

I'm never gonna treat you bad

Cause I never wanna see you sad

I swore to share your joy and your pain

and I swear it all over again

all over again

and I swear it all over again

Swear It Again - Westlife

Friday, February 06, 2009

My indulgence was discounted. I couldn’t bring myself to finish reading Eclipse, the third book of the twilight series. Halfway through the book and I am already dismissed by the plot. I am so pleased with myself for making the decision to read Breaking Dawn first before Eclipse, for I enjoyed Renéesme's constant presence in the book.

In any case, let’s come back to the discontentment I had with Eclipse. Eclipse, in summary, was about Bella getting confusing over her relationship with Jacob and with Victoria coming back to haunt her. She felt that Jacob had become a part of her and it hurts her to see him in pain, and he is in pain whenever Bella is with Edward. How dumb. So, Bella, with the initial intention to console Jacob, realized that she too, loved Jacob. More to the point, she realized she can’t live without Edward too, and thus had to split herself into two: Edward’s Bella and Jacob’s Bella. Again, how dumb. Didn’t she know that it would be best to leave Jacob alone till he sorts things out himself again, I’m positively sure that Jacob will survive, even if Bella were to ignore him for the rest of her life. Isabella Swan, how could she, how could she only see Jacob’s pain and not Edward’s. She should have learnt to differentiate between love for a guy and a friend/ family. Edward, always giving in to Bella, decides to give Bella the ultimate choice to choose who she wants to be with.

A healthy share of content was allocated to describing Victoria's (woman standing on the extreme right) presence in Folks and her plan to avenge her mate, James’(man standing on the extreme left) death in Twilight, fortunately, giving the frustrating tri-relationship a break. Anyway, what Victoria did was that she bred a new flag of vampires, where they went along Seattle sucking human blood and slowly, approaching Forks to reach her ultimate aim – the Cullens and Bella. Obviously, her plot failed and she was eventually ripped off her head by the Cullens and dogs (Jacob, Sam and pack).

So after the battling scenes and the usual, it was back to Bella, Edward and that irritating dog again. This time round, Bella decided to choose Edward over the dog though she love the both of them, but Edward more, and that Edward was the one whom she could not live without. How dumb is it for her to run around the circumference and come back to square one again. She cried over her decision in Edward’s arms, needing Edward to comfort her, which is darn selfish, if she could only put herself in Edward’s shoes, to see his love crying over another guy, well, not quite right a guy, a dog to be exact.

The book ended with Edward and Bella deciding to get engaged and married. How dumb.

Well, my little tolerance for the book wasn’t totally due to the lousy plot setting in Eclipse, but more due to my inability to accept betrayal. I can forgive anything in life but betrayal.

Sunday, February 01, 2009

I was in the midst of doing research for my GEM project when I came across this video, which captivated my attention. It's really interesting to see how geography can be ventured in several different forms, physical, economic, social, cultural, etc etc. I would suppose the song+video would be categorised under the cultural aspect of geography, observe how geographical concepts are intriguingly presented in the form of songs and lyrics. Allow me to present to you, the song entitled "Country Life" peformed by Show of Hands. By the way, the song looks in detail at current (well then again it may not be that current an issue) rural issues happening around the world; the consequences of industrialisation, urbanisation and globalisation. Lastly, I hope all enjoy the song and short video clip as much as I do. Do indulge and let you thoughts run deep with the lyrics.

Show of Hands - Country Life

Working in the rain cutting up wood, didn’t do my little brother much good
Lost two fingers in a chainsaw bite, all he does now is drink and fight
Sells a bit of grass, hots up cars, talks of travel, never gets far
Loves his kids, left his wife, an everyday story of country life.

And the red brick cottage where I was born, is the empty shell of a holiday home
Most of the year there’s no-one there, the village is dead and they don’t care
Now we live on the edge of town, haven’t been back since the pub closed down
One man’s family pays the price, for another man’s vision of country life.

My old man he’s eighty-four, his generation won the war
He left the farm forever when, they only kept on one in ten
Landed gentry county snobs, where were you when they lost their jobs
No-one marched or subsidised, to save a country way of life

Silent fields, empty lanes, drifting smoke, distant flames
Picture postcard hills on fire, cattle burning in funeral pyres
Out to graze they look so sweet, we hate the blood we want the meat
Buy me a beer I’ll take my knife, cut you a slice of country life

If you want cheap food well here’s the deal, family farms are brought to heel
Hammer blows of size and scale, foot and mouth the final nail
The coffin of our English dream, lies out on the village green
Where agri-barons CAP in hand, strip this green and pleasant land
Of meadow, woodland, hedgerow, pond, what remains gets built upon

No trains, no jobs
No shops, no pubs.

What went wrong? What went wrong?

Country life, country life, country life

It’s a little bit of country life.