Tragedy

Socionics

Socionics is the study of intertype relations (socionics.com). I am an INFP, 'the dreamer/lyricist/romantic.' I am most interested in socionics right now because it helps me interact more effectively with my fellow students, family members, and just about any random stranger on the street. This study, originated in Russia, will soon become popular in the United States- I am hoping; as The Big Five Personality traits became a fad among dating sites a-plenty recently, I am expecting socionics to do the same. Fad it up, socionics. I am ready to discuss the theories of inter-personality-type relations.

So, as I was saying, I am an INFP. In socionics, my 'most pleasant' relations would be the following:
ISTJ- 'the analyst' and my activity relation
ENFJ- 'the psychologist' and my mirror relation
ESTP- 'the conqueror' and my dual relation
INFP- 'the dreamer' and my identity relation

I miss this puppy :(

Her new owner calls her George.

Jin the Jindo

This beast is too cool for words.

Las Vegas, Nevada

I love Vegas for its energy and mellowness. The closeness to Utah helps chill it out some. The people here are somewhat extreme for my liking, but something new is always appreciated. I am now going to try to thrive in this environment: work out my business plans while having time for a little bit of fun. :p

The rent is late..again. Luckily, my not-so-friendly apartment complex just gave me an extra day to get the $75 in to the leasing office. Yippee. I'll take care of that tomorrow. Thank God I have a little money right now. :)

Spring break!!!

Spring Break started a little earlier than expected. I'm fine with it now. I love having so much extra time. I can finally appreciate it more now. I love the sweetest creatures on this planet.

I just bought a new notebook so I will be happily blogging more often. :)

Feelings that do not matter

Not all of my feelings matter, someone once told me. I never wanted to believe this person, but more and more, I am beginning to; negative feelings hurt the people around me: therefore, they do not exist. They exist only to me, and I am to keep them private and locked-up until someone cares.

How can you make someone care?