Affirmation Solicitation
Funny
Loving
Creative
Sensitive
Thoughtful
Eric is a very sweet guy, almost like a big teddy bear! He is so lovable as well as being a lover, which makes people love him. Eric can relate to most people and is a big comforter. Eric is truly a great guy and I am lucky to know him! Eric is a very creative guy and whatever he sets his mind on or has a task to do he will do it as best as he can. If and when he runs into a hard time he finds ways to get out of it and be a stronger person than what he was before. I have gotten to watch him grow and I am excited to see what life has in store for him.
Really, a teddy bear :/
Thanks Mariah! :)
Friday, September 27, 2013
I am Dobamaldore
ENFJ- E(78%) N(12%) F(62%) J(22%)
I am an ENFJ meaning I am extremely extraverted, use my intuition, display my feelings, and use my judgement to the greater good. I think this is very accurate to me and there are a couple details mentioned that replicated my personality exactly. For example, "ENFJs generally believe in their dreams, and see themselves as helpers and enablers, which they usually are." I felt this replicated me because I often times day dream and stay up at night thinking about the future. Also, definitlely see myself as a helper. I, for one, do not like people to get hurt, nor do I like to hurt people. I feel there is not need to when you can just resolve it by expressing what is on your mind. However, if someone needs a reality check, I will not be afraid to tell them nor will I be afraid to be defensive. This applies especially when someone wrongs me or my friends. Furthermore, there was another quote that resembled my personality. It says, "[ENFJ's] offices may or may not be cluttered, but their conclusions (reached through feelings) about people and motives are drawn much more quickly and are more resilient than those of their NFP counterparts." I find myself able to determine who someone is, internally, through talking to them for only a few minutes. I tend to read people emotions and actions and analyze them. However I do love people, "ENFJs know and appreciate people. Like most NFs, (and Feelers in general), they are apt to neglect themselves and their own needs for the needs of others." In all I agree with everything the ENFJ is and how it applies to me.
I am an ENFJ meaning I am extremely extraverted, use my intuition, display my feelings, and use my judgement to the greater good. I think this is very accurate to me and there are a couple details mentioned that replicated my personality exactly. For example, "ENFJs generally believe in their dreams, and see themselves as helpers and enablers, which they usually are." I felt this replicated me because I often times day dream and stay up at night thinking about the future. Also, definitlely see myself as a helper. I, for one, do not like people to get hurt, nor do I like to hurt people. I feel there is not need to when you can just resolve it by expressing what is on your mind. However, if someone needs a reality check, I will not be afraid to tell them nor will I be afraid to be defensive. This applies especially when someone wrongs me or my friends. Furthermore, there was another quote that resembled my personality. It says, "[ENFJ's] offices may or may not be cluttered, but their conclusions (reached through feelings) about people and motives are drawn much more quickly and are more resilient than those of their NFP counterparts." I find myself able to determine who someone is, internally, through talking to them for only a few minutes. I tend to read people emotions and actions and analyze them. However I do love people, "ENFJs know and appreciate people. Like most NFs, (and Feelers in general), they are apt to neglect themselves and their own needs for the needs of others." In all I agree with everything the ENFJ is and how it applies to me.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
"Litany" (Remix... about food)
Remake of Billy Collins' "Litany"... But it's about food! ;)
You are the peanut butter and the jelly,
the crackers and the humas.
You are the smell of pie in the sourthern air
and the hard work of a farmer.
You are the flower on the bakers nose,
and the pizza spinning in mid air.
However, you are not the sound of the oven beeping
the wine in a bottle,
or the game on Sunday morning.
And you are certainly not the hard work day.
There is just no way that you are the hard work day.
It is possible that you are the joy of a child,
maybe even the mash potatoe fight in the lunch room,
but you are not even close
to being the millions of little children hungry everday.
And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the tired workers at dusk
nor the baby crying in his crib.
It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the fat kid scarfing down the cake.
I also happen to be the infant in the crib crying for his next meal,
the joy of poor children as they taste the taste of mint ice cream
and the happy look of a man when he realizes that there is a meal at home waiting for him.
I am also the aroma of grandmama's cooking on a Sunday night
and the vegetarian's satisfaction of a healthy carrot.
But don't worry, I'm not the peanut butter and the jelly.
You are still the peanut butter and the jelly.
You will always be the peanut butter and the jelly.
not to mention the crackers and--somehow--the humas.
You are the peanut butter and the jelly,
the crackers and the humas.
You are the smell of pie in the sourthern air
and the hard work of a farmer.
You are the flower on the bakers nose,
and the pizza spinning in mid air.
However, you are not the sound of the oven beeping
the wine in a bottle,
or the game on Sunday morning.
And you are certainly not the hard work day.
There is just no way that you are the hard work day.
It is possible that you are the joy of a child,
maybe even the mash potatoe fight in the lunch room,
but you are not even close
to being the millions of little children hungry everday.
And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the tired workers at dusk
nor the baby crying in his crib.
It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the fat kid scarfing down the cake.
I also happen to be the infant in the crib crying for his next meal,
the joy of poor children as they taste the taste of mint ice cream
and the happy look of a man when he realizes that there is a meal at home waiting for him.
I am also the aroma of grandmama's cooking on a Sunday night
and the vegetarian's satisfaction of a healthy carrot.
But don't worry, I'm not the peanut butter and the jelly.
You are still the peanut butter and the jelly.
You will always be the peanut butter and the jelly.
not to mention the crackers and--somehow--the humas.
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