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This is a discussion on Confession Thread. within the ENTP Forum- The Visionaries forums, part of the NT's Temperament Forum- The Intellects category; Originally Posted by affezwilling The problem is not saying that I love someone or something. It only really has meaning ...
When I was in gradeschool they gave us hearing exams, and I cheated. I still have no idea why. I figured out that every time the machine made a high-pitched beeping noise, a little light lit up as well. I didn't hear the last two beeps but I saw the light blink...
I finally met the right guy in college last year. I never thought I would find a guy as sincere as myself, with the same sarcastic humor and the same intelligence. After dating 5 months, I was finally ready to tell him I loved him. My awesome friend Grant makes balloon animals, and I came up with the crazy idea to spell the words “I love you” out of balloons, and tape them to the wall in his dorm room. The following day he told me he loved me
After I took the MBTI test for class I made him take it. And not surprisingly, he is also an ENTP
And when they don't appreciate that I make an effort to be honest with them cause I respect them. People just want me to lie to them provided they don't catch me. Frustrating. Like pissing on my respect for you and proving me wrong that you are a "decent" person. Thank god for the MBTI.
I seem to judge people without even realizing it. Maybe I am Judger :)
I confess that never have I ever let a single person know all of my deep dark secrets and fears, but I desperately want to.
I confess that most of the time I am bored out of my skull, and have created difficulties like sleep deprivation to keep myself occupied in the past.
I confess that I do believe I'm brilliant and want a way to prove it besides letting someone else experience it.
I confess that I think my projects and interests are more important than most everyone else's and that, in a perfect world, I would have a housekeeper, a near unlimited budget, and a staff to help me get things done, especially things that bring to light new knowledge or solve problems.
I confess that I sabotage myself into bad situations because I am afraid of success and whether it might be boring. (But I'm working on this one).
I confess that I want to be able to go out and be a professional in many different fields without having to slog through all the schoolwork - it feels like most of it is unnecessary bullshit and universities are both trying to teach "common sense", and to keep us occupied for 4 years regardless of actual content just to make us "mature". See also college = babysitting for 18-25 year olds.
I confess that I feel lazy when I love to think up a cool project or invention, then never care to actually go do it or finish it if I start to plan it.
I confess that, until recently, I secretly hoped the world would end and I would be able to become some kind of "wizard" in the aftermath.
I confess that I often daydream and zone out momentarily when someone is telling me something that I don't think I really need to know. Then I ask them to repeat it because I have to waste less time listening to the second shorter version of drivel that I don't need to know.
I confess that I am constantly thinking of ways to lie, cheat, steal, and deceive because I like the analysis and wonder if it would work - not because I have any motivation to do most of that (except steal because I'm a broke college student).
I confess that I am poorly self-disciplined about my impulsivity and that it leads me to ignore how someone feels, or what is really important, just to play devil's advocate.
Others that apply that have been mentioned: Wanting to punch someone in the face, messing things up to see what happens in the chaos, being a brain snob despite acting nice and interested, interacting with people to satisfy my social contact needs (not because I actually care), wanting to "help" someone with a car/bike/school/computer problem because the problem interests me (not the person), A person's behaviour interests me more (momentarily) than they do, thought about serial killing just for the intrigue (don't watch HBO's Dexter).
I also confess that in a setting where I have nothing to do...ie class...I spend a fair amount of time planning out a reaction if there was to be a shooter.
I confess that I almost never click on youtube links that my friends send because I know they're going to be boring as hell.
I also tend to tell people everything about me without ever letting them know who I am. Most of my friends know my interests, ideas and history, but they have no idea how I think and feel. I imagine if they did know they'd probably run off.
I have been so frustrated lately, and had so much on my plate that I got totally overwhelmed this morning.
And then I took a shower and it was like the emotion just vanished.
It feels so weird to sense what other people feel so easily, but have to work for hours and often weeks to know how I feel.