Dormant

I'm going to take a break from blogging. Not that I ever started in the first place. Eventually, when I find something to talk about that isn't entirely boring and not forced, I'll start up again, but for now, this blog is dormant.

Jumping Over The Moon

A title as random and non-assertive as the many topics I plan to talk about. First off, this makes sense. I took a small personality test on a site I came across with using the StumbleUpon button, surprisingly enough, and this is what it came up with.

Your Type is

INTJ

Introverted	Intuitive	Thinking	Judging
Strength of the preferences %
89	75	75	22

A definition from typelogic.com, albeit a long one:

To outsiders, INTJs may appear to project an aura of "definiteness", of self-confidence. This self-confidence, sometimes mistaken for simple arrogance by the less decisive, is actually of a very specific rather than a general nature; its source lies in the specialized knowledge systems that most INTJs start building at an early age. When it comes to their own areas of expertise -- and INTJs can have several -- they will be able to tell you almost immediately whether or not they can help you, and if so, how. INTJs know what they know, and perhaps still more importantly, they know what they don't know.

INTJs are perfectionists, with a seemingly endless capacity for improving upon anything that takes their interest. What prevents them from becoming chronically bogged down in this pursuit of perfection is the pragmatism so characteristic of the type: INTJs apply (often ruthlessly) the criterion "Does it work?" to everything from their own research efforts to the prevailing social norms. This in turn produces an unusual independence of mind, freeing the INTJ from the constraints of authority, convention, or sentiment for its own sake.

INTJs are known as the "Systems Builders" of the types, perhaps in part because they possess the unusual trait combination of imagination and reliability. Whatever system an INTJ happens to be working on is for them the equivalent of a moral cause to an INFJ; both perfectionism and disregard for authority may come into play, as INTJs can be unsparing of both themselves and the others on the project. Anyone considered to be "slacking," including superiors, will lose their respect -- and will generally be made aware of this; INTJs have also been known to take it upon themselves to implement critical decisions without consulting their supervisors or co-workers. On the other hand, they do tend to be scrupulous and even-handed about recognizing the individual contributions that have gone into a project, and have a gift for seizing opportunities which others might not even notice.

In the broadest terms, what INTJs "do" tends to be what they "know". Typical INTJ career choices are in the sciences and engineering, but they can be found wherever a combination of intellect and incisiveness are required (e.g., law, some areas of academia). INTJs can rise to management positions when they are willing to invest time in marketing their abilities as well as enhancing them, and (whether for the sake of ambition or the desire for privacy) many also find it useful to learn to simulate some degree of surface conformism in order to mask their inherent unconventionality.

Personal relationships, particularly romantic ones, can be the INTJ's Achilles heel. While they are capable of caring deeply for others (usually a select few), and are willing to spend a great deal of time and effort on a relationship, the knowledge and self-confidence that make them so successful in other areas can suddenly abandon or mislead them in interpersonal situations.

This happens in part because many INTJs do not readily grasp the social rituals; for instance, they tend to have little patience and less understanding of such things as small talk and flirtation (which most types consider half the fun of a relationship). To complicate matters, INTJs are usually extremely private people, and can often be naturally impassive as well, which makes them easy to misread and misunderstand. Perhaps the most fundamental problem, however, is that INTJs really want people to make sense. :-) This sometimes results in a peculiar naivete', paralleling that of many Fs -- only instead of expecting inexhaustible affection and empathy from a romantic relationship, the INTJ will expect inexhaustible reasonability and directness.

Probably the strongest INTJ assets in the interpersonal area are their intuitive abilities and their willingness to "work at" a relationship. Although as Ts they do not always have the kind of natural empathy that many Fs do, the Intuitive function can often act as a good substitute by synthesizing the probable meanings behind such things as tone of voice, turn of phrase, and facial expression. This ability can then be honed and directed by consistent, repeated efforts to understand and support those they care about, and those relationships which ultimately do become established with an INTJ tend to be characterized by their robustness, stability, and good communications.

This would make sense.

Anyway, onto the next topic. I am sure that at least some people have seen the video on YouTube of Rob Paravonian ranting about Pachelbel's Canon in D, and how it turns up in so many songs... You must also be aware, I assume, of the fact that the very same piece is quite popular for weddings... If I ever go to a friend's wedding, and burst out laughing, forgive me. Ever since seeing that video, every time I hear Pachelbel's Canon in D, I burst out laughing. It is amusing. Aha!

Victory! I have found the link!

Pachelbel Rant

And now I have absolutely no clue as to what I should say. This always happens.

*sigh*

Music and the RIAA

Hrm, I love it when they steal. Ah, correction. I love it when they 'collect' royalties, for nothing, literally...

Daily Kos: State of the Nation

It's unbelievable. They're practically stealing royalties from songs they don't own, don't contribute to, have nothing to do with...

*sigh*

Film, Reflection, and the Future.

I'm not going to start this post with a gay joke. No. I refuse. There were too many this afternoon. I also promised not to speak about that until later in the post. Damn.

Continuing on, I watched a film today. No, not that one. Another one. La Turbulence Des Fluides. Chaos and Desire. Wonderful film. At the end, it... really got me thinking... now, what it got me thinking about, to say that I didn't know would be a... half truth. To tell you what I was thinking about, would be... absolute insanity. It's a wonderful film, about a woman named Alice working in Japan with the Tokyo Seismology Department, who is sent to Baie-Comeau to investigate a complete disappearance of the tides in the bay. It is, as it turns out, the place where she was born. The film itself is so subtle that, if I was to say anymore than the summary, it would completely ruin the movie, but I can say two things to make it seem worthwhile. One is personal... One is slightly egotistical. First off, there are lesbians. This applies to Emily. Go watch it Emily. You'll enjoy. The lesbians seem entertaining. Have fun fantasizing. Second, it got me into the mood (AND NO! Not THAT mood!). There are a few certain films, that, by the way they have been choreographed, put together, and written, it just gets me into that indescribable mood that I suppose I should create a word for. Since, so far as I know, there is no word. Whenever a film does that, it is of extremely high quality, to be able to provoke emotion and deep contemplation in myself. I recommend the film... Emily, you especially need to see it... Theodore, at first I thought you wouldn't like it, but you will. It has romance. (And full female nudity! ... Or, is that Emily who would be pleased? :p )

It got me to thinking, along with the movie I saw in theatres this afternoon, about the future. Where I'm headed, what my relationships with my friends will be like, and so many more unformed thoughts that could never possibly be transformed into words... Let me just say, that I am at peace with the world. I am calm. I am content. I am fucking depressed. This always happens when I feel real emotion, when I am actually free of my mask, and am once again human... I do not know why. Perhaps it is the realization of my situation, or the great weight that I feel I carry, but it is true. And even though this depression comes, a strong contentment comes with it, and it is perhaps for that reason that I long for when I can truly feel again... Hm. No matter.

Okay. Gay joke, at the end of the first paragraph. So sue me. As to what I did leading up to the movie, I ... socialized. With... 'them'. Yes... I know. It's very shocking. With 'them'. Terrifying affair. Hm, no matter. We went to see The Last Mimzy this afternoon, (or yesterday, if I don't get this posted before midnight). It was an amazing movie, if only for the fact that it actually had substance and originality to it. The acting was a bit iffy in places, but the plot and sheer imagination make up for it.

On the ride back, I was in the front seat, so of course, I only caught bits and pieces of the extremely loud and animated conversation in the back seat. I DID, however, catch Theo saying "I want to touch you..." to Matt, and prompting the disgusted response from Matt, and a cackling Emily in the corner.

You should've seen the look on my dad's face. He probably heard about as much as I did. :p

Idle thoughts & ponderings

Today should have been a day as normal as any, with no emotions, no thoughts or feelings except the usual idealogical, idealist drizzle, glancing out at the rain-sodden landscape outside, but it wasn't. Far from it... Idle questions floating into my mind, and an almost contentful longing for things I do not know of, things I will not have, and things I have never even seen... Hm, I remember when I was small, perhaps five, my parents were busy with work, and I had to go to a daycare. I was pointing at someone who was clearly an interesting individual, although I can't quite remember how, and my guardian quickly pushed down my arm, and told me that it was rude to point, so in the tradition of child innocence, I asked her a perfectly obvious question, one that most any free-thinking person would ponder, if they did not accept it for everyday society. Why? She was befuddled, and as always, when it comes to situations like this, told me because it was, and quickly ushered me along to the rest of the children...

It was raining that day, as it is now... Idle thoughts and ponderings, are perhaps some of our greatest moments ever. When our mind wanders, there are no borders, no preconceived notions of what is right and what is wrong, if the sky is blue, or perhaps... magenta, or turquoise.

I'm feeling content right now, an emotion, or perhaps a state of mind not often achieved, and although it seems to be a skip and a dash away from happiness, it is I think, what most of us truly want... That calm serene feeling, the timeless calm you feel in your chest, as you gaze out with calm eyes, looking at a calm world, watching a calm scene... Everything seems perfect, no matter the troubles before your eyes. Of course, you acknowledge the troubles, and plan to fix them, but you won't allow it to get in between you and your peace. I find with myself, that contentment is almost always followed by depression, so when you find that you are having a bout of contentment, say that you'll call it back at night, when you can quickly fall asleep before depression comes back in. Poor joke, I know.

Hm, I watched the Holiday today... That, and many other things, such as the realization that I have been blind to my friend's needs, that they, like myself, build many walls, create masks, so many that a theatre would be overwhelmed, and not realizing what those masks bring on, create more masks, to hide the pain of hiding behind a mask... I seem to have strayed off topic. No matter. This one is much more important. It actually ties in with the Holiday, hm... I realize now, that what people truly want, is not pleasure, or material gains, but happiness, and of course, you think now, who wouldn't know this? It's the basis of our society, right?, but I talk of the real happiness, contentment, which is not happiness at all, but in fact, happyness, that imperfect world where you're content, you are at peace, and you know that things will work out, if only you make them work... That is what people want. Not bliss, or mind-numbing pleasure, but the simple fact that things will be alright, you'll stay in touch with your friend, who you're secretly in love with, or your family will stay together, or that things will turn out, that you will find out who you are... That is what people want...

And sometimes, they realize that they do have it, and although it may not be perfect, it still is happyness, and for that, they can be grateful. Of course, one can only be content for so long, before one must act, to see it that this great feeling remains, for oneself and for others...

I feel right now, exactly like that, but the thing is, I've missed the point of what I've said. I'm sure you, too, are wondering, there's something else here... why isn't he saying it? What's holding him back?

Simply, what's holding me back is just that, sometimes, it's a bit too difficult to make an emotion, or the look in those deep blue eyes into words, that sometimes, virtual text or fancy italics can't convey what is truly felt, but that you have to look into the eyes to find who a person is.

And there I go inserting a non-relevant point, although possibly thought-provoking for a few, into a post which I totally lost track of, just in an effort to save some pride...

Hm.

Those quizzes.

You Are a Seeker Soul

You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges. You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions. Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist. Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!). Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others. And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you. You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically. Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas. Souls you are most compatible with: Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

I'm depressed. It started when I played my guitar, belting out the melancholic tunes... Hm...

Boredom + Half Remembered Addictions = Trouble

Hmph. So, I promised myself that I wouldn't take another one of those 'blogthings', but boredom ... I tell you, it has to be the #1 cause of crime, misery, and procreation... My life is uninteresting, but unfortunately, due to the amount of people with media information and an internet connection, almost all of the major topics to blog about have... been blogged about, by other people. I should update my links though. [Insert Interesting Topic Here] Yes, that's right. It's a joke. Hah...

Your Personality is Very Rare (INTJ)

Your personality type is logical, uncompromising, independent, and nonconformist. Only about 3% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 4% of all men. You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging.

How Rare Is Your Personality?

Here it is. I find it amusing actually, that they could determine all of that from... seven questions? Hmph. Everyone is different. No matter what they say... Some are just more different than others. Moving on, it seems that the Fates are against my vengeance, for the team that won by dishonourable cheating three or four weeks back... has avoided us playing them. Twice! At least I've gotten my new Telecaster, so I can play out my emotions on beautiful, warm sounding notes... I'm finally prepared to throw my crappy old Squier Strat off the roof.

Infuriating, Dishonourable, Unfair... Usual life.

First off, let me say this. Today was a good day. Any day where I get to play football is a good day. Now, the stain on the suit is this: we lost that game. I don't care that we lost, even though I just said I did. Be quiet. Don't point out my contradicting points. The thing is, the city we played in had such bad officiating, that the referee was under-aged, inexperienced, and bias towards the home team, which, unfortunately, was not us. Not only that, but the linesmen were non-existent. Parents who had come to watch the game had to sub in. This was all well and good. Usually this happens, since parents are supposed to be the role-models, right? The honourable ones who set a good example for the children to follow. Yeah, tell that to the other guy.

I'm infuriated by the lack of honour that the linesman from the opposing team had. He let all of the calls go, and one of them, the last one, the ball was out by three inches, the player controlling it (who was on the opposing team, by the way), was at least two feet out of the boundaries, and the linesman was right there. This blatant show of bias, and downright cheating led to the tying goal (the referee missed a couple calls), and after that, he turned it against us. When we had a run-up down that side of the field, and were close to the boundary, but not out of it, he'd raise his flag, and the referee, who was either naive or incognito, agreed, and we couldn't get any plays completed!

Eventually, it ended in a shoot out, on a bad muddy field that shouldn't be used for a Cup Tournament game, which our game was. The weather was wonderful, at least. Probably about 2 Celsius, with a nice rain falling. I honestly enjoyed the weather. My hands were a bit cold though.

I cannot believe the nerve of that dishonourable wretch, that excuse for a parent, that excuse for a decent human being! I can at least take solace from the fact that we shall be playing them again late in February, so I'll be able to shove our to-be win in his face, giving him that "No matter how much you cheat, get me mad, and I'll spurn you right back" look. How anyone would come to fall for him and sire children with him, I have no idea, but he is a dishonourable wretch, completely made of slime, the type of person that has no honour, deserves no merit, and cannot be trusted. The kind of slime you always see fucking* up this world, the kind that ruins an otherwise perfectly fine day, for everyone. I hope his kids are ashamed of their father.


In other news, my father had another bout of road rage. He needs to get out of the city soon. He's overworked, overstressed, and needs to get back in tune with reality. Not just his reality, but everyone else's. I do love my father, but he frightens me so at times like those. It reveals the beast within him. Hm, at least he doesn't strike my mother. That, I am very thankful for. They both love each other, and my family isn't separated.

In other news non-related to the other news, I have finally found my guitar niche. The Blues. It feels wonderful playing it, and my mother remarked that before, practising songs, I had just been practising, but when I played the Blues pieces with the MP3 files my teacher had sent me, I was actually playing, and I was in the zone. That's good to hear.

Back to school on Monday, by the way, for all of you kids in my area. Not that any of you would actually read a blog like mine, heh.

If you are ever at the movie theatre, and don't mind subtitles, go and see Pan's Labyrinth. Once again, its a blatant shout to the declining quality of Hollywood Movies. A Spanish film, its about a little girl who's mother marries a Captain in Franco's Army, in World War II Spain. They're at a mill, trying to root out some rebels entrenched in the area. The Captain is a cruel, sadistic man who is so dominant as to just be unbearable. Obey him, or die. The antagonist of the film, for sure. For those of you squeamish ones, you might want to steel yourself before you come, or have two friends to suffocate in your terror... *cough* ... Theodore *cough*...

Anyway, the girl discovers a Labyrinth from times of old, and within that labyrinth is a well that leads to a portal. But the portal is sealed. There is a wondrous faun** there, who says to the girl that she is the Underground Realm's King's long lost daughter reborn into another body, and that to open the portal once again, she has to complete three tasks.

It's an amazing movie, and I would recommend it to anyone who can stand a bit of blood, cruelty, and if you bring a squeamish friend who clamps to arms when uncomfortable, loss of circulation.

*Hm... Okay, yeah. Interpret that as you will. I just mean the insensitive people with no sense of fairness that have absolutely no positive effect on the world.

** The faun is made of sticks. Almost. It's cool. The Spanish did a wonderful impression of folklore, fantasy, and what looked to be ancient Celtic architecture.

An Inconvenient Truth - Convenient for Politicians

I saw the film by the name of An Inconvenient Truth a couple days ago, and I must say, it was as I expected. An exceptionally well done film that spoke only facts, and wasn't afraid to say the truth. I recommend it to you all, if you haven't seen it already. Now, even if you don't believe in this global warming, or don't want to see the film*, keep an open-mind and watch it anyway. There isn't anything wrong with having cleaner skies, at the least.

What I have noticed, is that Global Warming is a large topic among the politicians. Especially our unbeloved** Conservative party. They speak, pledge, and promise to do something, but really, its just an empty promise meant to ease our hearts and sink us back into a false sense of security once again. At least that's how I perceive it. Don't take everything I say at face value. Think about it first, and then believe every word I say... or rather, type.

Back to the point. They give us empty promises, and do nothing about it. I notice that a lot of people keep saying that they know that no one can change the world alone, that we should just wait for the government to change it, but the thing they don't understand is that every movement starts small, be it with one person or one hundred, these notions start small, and grow as more people become aware. Sitting around, waiting for others to change things won't get you anywhere. Since the others are sitting around as well!

Hrm, which is why I'm going to do some digging in my community and find out what I can do. If I'm to have a voice, I need to act.

Well, I daresay I've gotten quite off topic. Hm, no matter. My post is at an end.

*Bollocks. Believe in it, and do something, or you'll regret your decision fifty years later. If you're not six feet under, that is.

**Yes, I know I made a word up. Live with it!

Walkin in a winter wonderland...

Hm. We seemed to receive a good dumping of snow about a week past. Or was it two? I can't even remember. The last two weeks have been a haze. Interpret that how you will. From 1ft. to 3ft. in some places, it hit the Lower Mainland like a storm - literally. Temperatures dropped, snow became ice, and cars had a lovely time spinning around on the ice.

Apparently, we're supposed to get more snow tonight as well.

Just a short post, but I just thought you should know. The West is engulfed in piles of snow, while the East (as of a week ago*) has green grass and are playing soccer... in Newfoundland!

Remind me again, when did we exchange weather? Did our governmental leaders do that? They've been known to execute sneaky deals in the past. Let's all go petition.

*Now they're starting to feel the cold, but.. ignore it. Pretend this is two weeks ago.