Describe your life

[the internet]

Don't lie, you can always tell and lying on the internet is just sad. I think it would be interesting to get some kind of character profile of all you "intp" type people. also i like to talk about myself.

I'm 20. I'm an insomniac, I go to community college even though I believe that I am capable of more respectable tertiary education. In short I am an underachiever. I like to say I'm pretty creative, and favor the arts over the science. Although that's not to say I don't love science fiction. (i read like all the dune books when i was a kid and i think the david lynch dune is just neato).

Anyways I like to read, jam out, write shitty prose that am I almost immediately embarrassed of, watch tv and movies, recreationally use drugs and play board games. I guess I'm forgetting a bunch of other activities too.

I'm pretty likable I have a bunch of good friends and I 'go out' fairly frequently. I'm also pretty shy or socially inept, I just finished an editorial internship at a magazine and it was like the most awkward 3 months of my life. I'm hoping to try and improve my interpersonal skills somehow.

Hm, I'm not very sexually active either, I've only had a few girlfriends and had sex like twice. It was pretty sweet. I've also noticed every-time I talk to girls I end up sounding really mean, it's a real miracle I even have girlfriends. As for talents I am pretty proficient at the guitar and writing. I have a few published articles that I'm pretty proud of.

Moving on, My favorite movie that I can think of off the top my head, is before sunrise. (it's just so adorable) I think that movie describes my personality really well, even if it is maybe too generous of a description.

Let's see, in conclusion. I would just like to see what kind of people trawl this forum. You don't have to go into as much drug induced detail as I have, a few words is fine too. Also if you're going to be all sour and annoying in this thread fuck off.

 

[ProxyAmenRa]

Current Typical Day

1) Wake up.
2) Drink coffee.
3) Drink more coffee.
4) Drink more coffee.
5) Hygiene.
6) Play 6.5 hours of starcraft 2 beta while drinking coffee to kill time and prevent boredom.
7) Reflect on my life in respects to wanting to connect with people and then realizing how boring people are.
8) Start or Finish boring reports for work.
9) Advise clients that the word sustainability used to explain a plan or motive does not actually represent anything of substance or value.
10) Brood on how much better the world would be without idealists. (They really fuck things up).
11) Contemplate suicide.
12) Eat food.
13) Drink Coffee.
14) Watch news.
15) Get annoyed by the inadequate quality and bias of media.
16) Contemplate Suicide.
17) Read book on economics.
18) Think about arranging a doctors appoint to deduce when vital functions will fail.
19) Think of joining the army then realize that reasons linked to the above step may prevent me from doing so.
20) Sleep.

Characteristics

I have a grade point average of 6.5 out of 7 (Australian system) in my studies of engineering and applied mathematics. It is not a perfect 7 because strangely enough my engineering major contained propaganda subjects or superfluous hippie subjects which I was not motivated to do well in.

I have a keen interest in most intellectual subjects.

I have a low opinion of lawyers and law students. Anyone can learn a second language.

I live with my parents once again because I drank and gambled my money away. I had a good time doing so.

Loud music and flashing lights send me to sleep.

In my younger years I had numerous circles of acquaintances and friends. Attending university caused them to falsely perceive that I wanted little to do with them.

My mother is an infj; my father, sister and brother are enfps.

 

[PapyrusAirplanes]

Proxy, may I use your organized system? Okay? Thanks.

Typical school day:
5:00-Hear alarm.
5:05-Hear alarm again.
5:10-Hear alarm again.
5:15-Finally decide to get up.
5:16-Turn on music.
5:18-Brush teeth.
5:20-While brushing teeth, hear alarm again. Because I always forget to turn it off.
5:21-Check weather.
5:22-Pick out clothes.
5:23-Shower.
5:40-Dress, brush hair, etc.
5:50-Pray/read Bible.
6:10-Eat something.
6:15-COFFEE.
6:20-Drive to school while drinking coffee.
7:00-Arrive at school.
7:05-Practice piano.
8:45-Go to class.
Noonish-Eat something.
Afternoonish-Go to class.
5:00-Drive home.
5:40-Eat something.
5:50-Tell my mom and siblings the tales of the day.
6:00-Assignments.
6:10-Forget assignments and practice piano.
6:11-Mom reminds me that I have more assignments than just piano.
6:11:30-Get frustrated with life.
6:12-Suck it up and go work on assignments.
7:30-Email and call and all that.
8:00-Piano.
8:30-More assignments.
10:30-Go to bed.

Characteristics:
1. I'm an INTP.
2. My entire family knows Myers Briggs, so we use it all the time and make a lot of E and F jokes, because we're almost all I and T.
3. I love my Jesus. He's the only reason I'm still alive, and I want to live life in a way that embraces and honors Him.
4. During the school year I gain a lot of weight because I'm stuck at a piano or a desk ALL DAY.
5. I love hiking, camping, and generally doing things outdoors.
6. I bring books to parties. Because parties make me tired and irritable.
7. My family:
Dad-ENFP
Mom-ISTJ
Me- INTP
Sister-ISFJ
Sister- XSTX (Closest to ISTJ)
Brother-INTJ
8. I love Sign Language and hope to one day work with ostracized deaf children and teach them language and rhythm.
9. I LOVE THE TETON VALLEY AND INSIST ON LIVING THERE SOMEDAY.
10. My family is awesome, and if anyone disses them, the Disser will be put through pain and find his remorse.
11. My favorite colors are bright green, steel blue, greenish-blueish, and dark orange.
12. My favorite animal is a platypus.
13. My friends got me a stuffed platypus a few years ago. We now take Edgar with us on vacation and take Edgar the Platypus Pictures at all the interesting destinations.
14. I want to adopt a boatload of kids and live on a ranch in Idaho.
15. I spend a lot of time doing stupid, useless stuff... like this.

 

[Unfall]

9:15 - wake up
9:20 - get some cereal, usually Life :3m, and watch some TV
9:40 - hit the internets, see whats going on today
10:30 - jump in the shower
11:00 - go to the basement, work on LEGO
12:00 - grab some lunch and ascertain what I'm doing that day
13:00 - play some sort of violent Xbox game
14:00 - go back online to do weird things
15:30 - eat a giant snack
17:00 - go back to the basement and work more on LEGO
18:00 - eat dinner
19:00 - lay around read a book. It really depends
19:30 - get ready for Tae-Kwon-Do training
19:45 - arrive at the school
21:00 - training ends
21:05 - arrive at my house and drink huge amounts of water while watching TV
21:30 - eat more food
22:00 - watch TV
23:00 go back online and do "stuff"
0:00 - get in bed and eat some more while reading
0:30 - turn off the light
1:00 - fall asleep

----

1. I have pretty good grades, I guess. Although I suppose I only do well in stuff that I give a shit about. Not like Maths ._.
2. I think my father was a moderate INTP until he joined the Navy, now he's more of an ISTJ
3. My mother is an irritating ESFJ who insists on knowing every detail of my life
4. I enjoy violent things that help release my pent up anger
5. Strangely enough I'm usually the life of the party. Although I don't consider that "me" to be the true "me"
6. I'm homeschooled which lets me remain independant
7. My father is a school headmaster and a retired Commander of the USN
8. My mother is a homemaker who works part time at a farm stand
9. I like solitude, although who doesn't here?
10. Someday I plan on joining the Marines then using that experience to join the FBI
11. I value justice above all else
12. I want to live in Maine
13. I hate the heat
14. I am a giant at 6'6"
15. I hold a brown-belt in Tae-Kwon-Do
16. I suffer from paranoia
17. Oh btw I'm an INTJ who tests INTP occasionally due to anxiety and ADD

 

[grey matters]

1) Rise from the dead
2) break the alarm clock
3)) Sustenance
4) Go to work
5) try to avoid killing people for 8 hours
6) Go home
7) Buy a new alarm clock on my way home
8) care for small group of large mammals
9) Sustenance
10) Contemplate on how long I have lived and how little I have accomplished
11) Spend the rest of the time trying to forget this
14) Sleep
15) Repeat the cycle

 

[The Lurker]

Typical summer day about now.

1. Wake up at 6:00 AM
2. Go back to sleep.
3. Wake up at 9:00 AM
4. Try to get up but end up falling back asleep.
5. Wake up at 11:00 AM
6. Actually get up this time.
7. Coffee, food.
8. If [(# of days from last shower) > 2], consider showering.
9. Turn on the computer.
10. Pump up the music.
11. Start playing video game of choice for hours on end. If no such game exists at the time, aimlessly surf the web.
12. Reflect upon my life, focusing more so on the negatives for some reason.
13. Pull myself out of subsequent depression.
14. Food.
15. Contemplate the near future.
16. Make myself nervous about the near future.
17. Look for a job.
18. Realize that the job market seems to no longer exist here for 18 year olds.
19. Watch the news.
20. Realize that politics generally angers me.
21. Keep watching anyways.
22. Watch TV for a few hours or read a book.
23. Sleep at 1:00 AM.

Uhh, my grades were pretty "meh" with a cumulative GPA of somewhere around 3.1, but that was high school and no one really cares about high school. This was more because I had no interest in doing the endless piles of homework thrust in my face, rather than simply not knowing the material.

My family is full of various ESxx types.

I leave for college in less than a month, which will hopefully be better than my existence here in this town. I'm cautiously enthusiastic.

I recently discovered I can fall asleep to Death Metal.

I enjoy hiking but I rarely get the chance to do so.

 

[KazeCraven]

(Stealing OP's format)

I'm 20. I sleep well and get up early naturally. I go to a "top 20" private institutions for a double major undergraduate study in Computer Science and Cognitive Studies. In short I spent most of my childhood and early adulthood being an overachiever. I consider artists my 'cousins', being the flip-side of my 'brothers' in creative intellectual pursuits. I read a lot of literature as a child too, but have recently had difficulty reading anything but science books, philosophy texts, and philosophical novels.

Anyways my interests have shifted drastically over the past few years. When I wasn't overachieving in school, I was either playing video games or taking care of activities my parents thrust upon me. I'm greatful that they did this, because now that my interest in video games has almost completely dried up, my interests include camping (Eagle Scout; also helped me in getting into good colleges), playing the violin (forced to play piano as child & practiced trumpet from middleschool until freshman year in highschool; picked this up a few months ago and have been obsessed -- completely shifted my tastes in music to include anything that has violin in it), and learning new things (currently drawing). I still like video games some, but almost purely for the story (i.e. RPGs) so I usually elect to just watch a movie instead focused on human relations. I love strategy games, especially ones I have little experience with and get to play against others who take the game seriously.

I'm pretty likable, I guess, but I have few friends and rarely 'go out'. I used to be shy, but now I'm just pretty self-conscious. I find having 'acquaintances' who I can discuss ideas with more rewarding than just 'hanging out'. Fortunately, I have a research position this summer, so I've gotten my social needs met, despite having spent almost no time with friends this summer.

Hm, never had a girlfriend, though I would like one. This is really the only reason I'm considering working on my interpersonal skills. I've also noticed when I talk to girls I sound like a 'nice guy', which is probably why I have several friends who are girls, but none who seem interested in me sexually. I only come off as cold to people when I decide I can safely ignore them (i.e. walking from place to place) and have recently focused on enforcing my emotional boundaries with people, particularly relatives I'm not close to but who act like we're close.

In conclusion, I spent quite a lot of time over the past couple of years contemplating what is important in my life, and my answer can best be summed up as "self-actualization". However, I take a rather self-centered view of this, focusing more on realizing my own potential (such as becoming an expert at something like violin-playing or the field of cognitive science) than on being a person centered on solving world problems and helping others. Having reached the end of this stage, I'm now just in the point of refining my philosophy and setting myself up for blossoming into the greatest human being I can become.

Edit: Oh, and like Lurker, when I was really into metal I fell asleep several times listening to Dragonforce (extreme power metal). (Am INTP, for the record)

 

[Minuend]

Go to work (mail delivery, but I won't have that in September, so I need to find something else. Which is kinda hopeless as I live rurally and have no education after high school. I also need something that don't require me to interact with people too much. Preferably where I get to spend the majority of the day alone. Like when I'm driving mail around.)
Go home
Feed cats
Select activity: games, books, internet, exercise, series/ movies

Occasionally visit family members which are:
Mom: ISFP
Dad: ESFJ (I think)
Brother number 1: ISTP
Brother number 2: ESTP
Me: INXX
Sister: ENFP

My dream is to get my own house and live in the edge of a forest, not having any immediate neighbors. I just want some peace. I think this is like 8 years into the future, if I have a steady job all the way. Probably won't be easy getting my own house seeing as I'm alone. But I'm not really a big money spender, so I'll have quite some ka-ching when hitting 30. You know, as long as my life don't get fucked up in any way.

 

[Death]

20 years old, male, planning to go for chemical engineering even though I have my interests in IT,and of course afraid of choosing only for-profits school. I can use/learn any devices/computers intuitively. I am an underachiever and procrastinates a lot but once a lecturer once described me as unpredictable because sometime I did a great job and other times...meh...

Likes to read non-fiction than fiction, currently delving into economics and game theory previous flings includes linux, physics and psychology.

Never had a girlfriend, maybe can get one by applying what I have learned by studying game theory and psychology but maybe not. My social life is not dead but just inactive. I was known stress-free in my college because I scored the lowest in my class,in one test regarding stress management and my stoic attitude and jovial nature just adds up to the image.

I am considering a minimalist lifestyle and only living with what is essential. I am complexophilia by nature and this might help.

 

[grey matters]

I recently discovered I can fall asleep to Death Metal.

Edit: Oh, and like Lurker, when I was really into metal I fell asleep several times listening to Dragonforce (extreme power metal)
(Quotes by the Lurker and the overachiever)

Impressive

 

[KazeCraven]

Is overachieving so rare amongst INTPs that it's a more distinctive label than my username?

 

[grey matters]

It may be rare, I don't know. I saw humor in it so I couldn't resist.

 

[Fukyo]

Nothing special really.

Long, sleepless nights, headaches, daily arguments, endless rumination on anxiety, hypochondria, painfully contradictory and ambivalent beliefs and emotions, frustration, psychiatry, parricide, boredom, stress, failures, predictions of future failures, the oddities of humans I don't understand, inadequacies of mine, pacing in circles with music on, coming up with excuses to avoid human interaction, trying to figure out others and myself, yearning for some kind of adventure or change, indulge myself into some reassuring fantasy of future to strengthen my mental resolves.

I eat or sleep sometimes if I remember.

 

[citrusbreath95]

On an average schoolday, (this was last year):
get up (usually my sister will wake me up or my dad)
fight to get up
make bed (sometimes, depending on how late it is), take an eternity to get ready
get on bus, arrive at school
practice violin
go to class,
around noon eat lunch, stare at idiots at table, or attempt conversation and fail miserably.
more classes
go home
watch some TV, eat a snack
sit around and read, think, (unless I go somewhere that day)
later towards evening, take a solitary walk, think, observe nature (unless some of my neighbors come over, then I hang out a bit with them, this is quite rare though)
Go inside,
Later might go outside with telescope (occasionally)
take a shower
maybe sit out in living room, talk with dad
go on the internet
get some cereal (usually chocolate rice krispies )
brush teeth, face
Go back to my room, turn TV off, stare at quiet, peaceful, ambience of room (might read Bible at this time, if not too tired)
turn lights off, retire to bed
stare at ceiling thinking, of future, or random ideas/concepts, looking at glow in the dark star stickers, curtains are usually open (I like the moonlight to come in and to look at the stars in the night sky when present)
At around 10-12 fall asleep (depending on how tired I was), sleep, (homework was saved for cramming in homeroom)
morning arrives, cycle continues, Pray something/someone new and interesting comes my way
Characteristics:
I usually make As and Bs in school
I'm deeply interested in science, physics specifically, as well as astronomy, theology, philosophy, etc etc
INTJ dad, ESFJ mom, ISTJ sister (Not sure about my sister)
I don't really have any one I would call a true friend
I'm becoming more and more of a recluse I think, and am getting fairly paranoid and obviously cynical to people, that isn't to say I can't be friendly when around others, though it can be a hard task.
I have an extremely dull lifestyle, which at times I'm content with, though I do want a change to happen or I fear I will go mad (If I'm not already)
Maybe high school will bring better changes *fingers crossed*

 

[Fallenman]

Dad was a single parent, I was an only child (I had a half-brother and sister, but they didn't live with me). He worked often, 6 figure job, and I had a caretaker from when I was 6 months till I was 13. Spoke nothing but Spanish, and so I'm fluent in Spanish. Dad contracted prostate cancer when I was in middle school. My half sister died a couple years later. My dad, and very much myself as well, battled his cancer till I was a senior in high school. My senior year, I lost my Grandmother to a broken hip, my half brother to a car accident, my uncle to... prostate cancer, and my dad finally passed as well. At his death, I was basically on my own, but I inherited quite a significant amount of money and all of his assets. It was interesting because I thought I was going to kill myself at his death, I had even told him so, and as that me and my dad had a deep understanding, he looked me back in the face sullen and said I know.... But I didn't for a couple different reasons (mainly a few key people who managed to keep me out of the abyss), and so I continued on. I didn't apply to any Universities anticipating my demise, and so I went to a junior college for 2 years. All the while I moved back in with my caretakers. After 2 years of JC I managed to transfer to UCLA, where I am now majoring in philosophy.

When my dad died, I died emotionally. I.e. I am generally apathetic about most things. Before I used to have temper tantrums and little things like that, but once you've been through hell the mundane just never looks the same to you again. I've been attempting to revive myself ever since. I was touched by the out pouring of help that I had received after my fathers death, and have since developed the philosophy that so long as I am living I intend to help as many people as I possibly can. I appreciate helping people immensely, because I know what it did for me. After having lost everyone, I am incredibly insecure about a) trusting people beyond a point and b) being alone. I have been attempting to rediscover some semblance of a family, hell I'm just trying to be happy again. Its been one helluva process, but I feel as if i've grown a lot in these past 3 years. My father passed away in 2007. So thats me.

Oh and I'm African-American .

 

[Cavallier]

It's kind of weird reading everybody's daily schedules.

5am - Drag ass out of bed
5:30am - Drive to work
6am - Arrive at work and move heavy books around for 4 hours, avoid catching customers' eyes so I don't have to help them. It's actually a pretty good job for an INTP. Since it's so early I don't really have to interact with anybody for the first 3 hours.
10am - Drive home
10:30am - Make breakfast, usually Miso soup with wakame and mushrooms.
11am -12pm - Interwebs/reading/music/video games/anime.
12pm - Visit with boyfriend during his lunch break
1pm - Tend to my plethora of potted herbs.
2pm - Physical exercise via either bicycle, weight training, or running.
---Lunch happens at some point when I get hungry---
3:30pm - Much needed shower.
4pm - 7pm - Interwebs/reading/music/video games/anime/movie
7pm - Make some sort of dinner/visit with boyfriend who got home from work
7:30pm - 9:30pm - Interwebs/reading/music/video games/anime
10pm - Bed

This is a typical day for me but I tend to vary it a lot. Sometimes after eating breakfast I'll go out hiking or walking and not get back till well after 4pm. Sometimes I'll be reading a book or playing a specific video game from the moment I get home from work till I go to bed. Sometimes friends or family will barge in and change it all around. Sometimes when I get home I'm bored so I'll drive 2 hours away to visit a friend in the old town I used to live in. Generally household chores get done at some point 3 or 4 times a week. With any luck I'll have some college classes shaking up my schedule soon.

 

[SOLROCK]

well here's me for the summer at least.

6:00 get up from bed.
6:05 take a shower
6:10 get dressed
6:15 eat a light breakfast
6:20 I go running
7:30 get home drink lots a water and have another snack
7:40 shower again ( i might start only showering after my runs and not before them but I really like taking showers.)
8:00 go to work
12:00 lunch
1:00 back to work
3:00 get off work walk home and do whatever
6:30 dinner or soccer practice on Mondays, Wednesday, and Fridays
8:00 read watch tv, internet or I have dinner at this time if I had soccer that day
10:00 go to bed

thats basically what I've been doing all summer. It'll definitely change once school rolls around though.

 

[ApostateAbe]

I am not going to talk about the peripheral stuff. My life, until I go to grad school and focus on my career, is all about understanding the Christian religion, science, philosophy, politics, history, psychology and all of the big stuff, but mostly the Christian religion, especially the beginnings. It is either a very dry subject for most people or it is one filled with landmines--I believe that Jesus was a cult leader who preached that doomsday was right around the next corner--but I have a bizarre level of interest in the subject. I spend much of my day reading and arguing the opinions of skeptics who believe that Jesus never existed on the forum FreeRatio.org, and occasionally Christian apologists on TheologyWeb.com. I wrote a "Gospel of Abe" that lays out my model of best guesses for how Christianity began. It will come to an end, soon, probably, for better or for worse.

 

[sardonic-tea]

I'm 17. During summer months, I get extremely, depressingly bored. I'm waiting to finally start college next month and try to get away from this lonely place.
I'm majoring in Engineering, but want to do so many other things
I am vegetarian, because I don't support greedy, large, stupid corporations.
Huh...I'm very sarcastic. Sometimes it's very hard to be serious.
I am obsessed with looking at pictures on blogs- it's unhealhy.
I like playing the piano and drums (not so much anymore).
I love creative and quirky things, dancers, arguing about illogical things that piss me off, and clever movies.
Bam.

 

[wires]

I'm 16. I've had the same two best friends for the past 12 years of my life. I'm shy around people I don't know but confident to the point of being obnoxious when I'm around friends (typically very sarcastic and cynical). I tend to avoid social situations unless it's with my two best friends or my best guy friend. I'm really bad at small talk. I'm also very curious. I like being alone a lot, and spend absurd amounts of time just reading, playing guitar or writing. I'm an insomniac.

I like learning at school, but usually hate teachers/the way school is set up, especially when I end up with teachers that are particularly idiotic, hypocritical or arrogant (my last English teacher, for example, was prone to calling people a 'retard' for using the politically incorrect word 'mankind'... she even marked it as a spelling mistake). I get above average grades and am voluntarily taking a wide variety of subjects in school: science, history, art, and so on. People who purposely use incorrect spelling or grammar annoy me.

I'm a vegetarian; my veganism is on hiatus but I plan to return to it eventually. I'm in a semi-serious folk punk band with my best guy friend. We're also starting a zine distro. When I do hang out with people, we usually just walk around my town and talk or go to shows or get drunk or high, or some combination of those. I love literature (fiction and non-fiction), music, politics, art, science, film and history. I don't like a lot of TV but am pretty fond of the Daily Show and House. I really like fantasy and science fiction. I play board games, especially Scrabble and Risk, a lot and I also really like crosswords. I like some video games.

I live with my dad and my brother, and I hang out with my brother a lot, and am really close with him. He keeps trying to get me to play D&D with him. I more often than not relent. We have a cat, who I love; her name is Zelda. I'm an atheist. I spend ridiculous amounts of time doing nothing but thinking, especially during the night when I can't sleep, during long car rides (which I love) or while pacing at just about any time of day. I always drink tons of water while I do this... glass after glass. It's probably just so I have something to do with my hands while I think.

 

[snafupants]

I am not going to talk about the peripheral stuff. My life, until I go to grad school and focus on my career, is all about understanding the Christian religion, science, philosophy, politics, history, psychology and all of the big stuff, but mostly the Christian religion, especially the beginnings. It is either a very dry subject for most people or it is one filled with landmines--I believe that Jesus was a cult leader who preached that doomsday was right around the next corner--but I have a bizarre level of interest in the subject. I spend much of my day reading and arguing the opinions of skeptics who believe that Jesus never existed on the forum FreeRatio.org, and occasionally Christian apologists on TheologyWeb.com. I wrote a "Gospel of Abe" that lays out my model of best guesses for how Christianity began. It will come to an end, soon, probably, for better or for worse.

theres a thread similiar on this forum. just search for "jesus myth" and the right thread should pop up. anyway, my day...since this is the summer, i swapped the workingman's diurnal schedule - 6am to 10pm - for a nocturnal one that allows maximization of studying while simultaneously precluding too much time with family or friends, who would infringe on my reading and writing. i also dont particularly relish speaking to family members, except my father, who knows when im intrigued by a topic or becoming frazzled/irritated by it. so, typical day: leisurely wake up in the afternoon, get some water and make some eggs, go on the internet for an hour or two after that, read myriad of fiction for a few hours, drink coffee, shift my reading to news online, eat, return to fiction, after that maybe do some writing, (if i havent exercised in a few days, ill do that here), and finally i might listen to an album that for whatever reason i have elided up to that point. overall, i would undoubtedly be extremely boring to watch on reality tv - as i live mostly upstairs - and am pretty even keel on the emotional front. those reality shows always depict someone coming home at 4am lobotomized drunk, making wild accusations to their roommates, and capping the day off with vaguely consensual sex and greasy food.

 

[Sparrow]

My life...simple yet complicated. I live in my head. I breath in my head. I ache in my head. I die in my head.

My life for the past month and a half has been waking up at odd times in the morning, taking my prozac and going to the hospital for sick children. There, I talk to some psychiatrists that cannot differentiate teenage angst and actual depression. It's a condition I've had to live with for a years now. I talk to these guys for 2ish hours and then take the metro home. I have my headphones in my ears the entire time. I get home, lie down and think. Thinking drives me nuts. So I either just go on long walks by myself or bike around while listening to some music. On weekdays, my father takes me to his store and I help out whenever I can. I'm usually too exhausted and collapse after a few hours. Keep in mind that I'm only 17 and I don't understand how I can be so tired and fatigued. My father has more energy than me.

The prozac doesn't really do anything. Just makes me hyper and I lose it. Then I collapse again. It's a vicious cycle. I'm going to ask the psychiatrist to take me off the meds...it's pathetic. Every morning...I wake up crying and I don't know why. Then it hits me. I need my meds! I need my meds! I can't believe I've fallen this far. I can't believe I've stooped this low. I can't believe that I'm on my knees.

College starts in two weeks. I'm going to have to study for once...and I have no clue how I'm going to manage. Sleep doesn't help. Exercise doesn't help. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know how I'll make friends....I'm not a sociable person; I keep my distance. I don't know how anyone can accept me for who I am...or if anyone can see through my mask of sorrow.

See, I once had friends and then I managed to alienate them one by one. I had no control. Now that I do, they want nothing to do with me. I only have one friend and I've only seen her once in a year. Yeah, today. We talked for a good 90 minutes in person about life and stuff like that. She's come out as a lesbian now...or perhaps she's bisexual now. I have no clue. But yeah. I think I used to be homophobic or something. Not anymore. I can sympathize with anyone. I feel bad when I'm prejudiced. Meh. She's a good person. Oh, she's an INFP. I like INFPs. They're all good people. They're nice, considerate, sensitive and gentle. They won't push their agenda on you and they're open-minded and can accept differing views.

Anyways, high school was a disaster. I've been suffering from depression for 4 years now. I don't know what the future holds but what I envision is always better, it's sad. I want to work hard this year to improve my grades, hopefully make something out of myself because the potential is there...and I'd hate to waste my life because of my poor choices. I'm going to work like a Chinese laborer. I'm going to do my best till I collapse. I don't want to collapse, but I guess it's inevitable.

I hated people before...now I'll do my best to treat everyone nicely. I don't know why I didn't want to before. Now I do. I want to become a better person. I want to try new things. I want to change. I want old wounds to heal. I want to care about life. I want to cherish it. I want to be a good friend.

Time. Time is the only thing I have on my side. It's the only card I can play. It's the card we all have. I've decided to play it now. I hope that I can one day reconcile with old friends. I hope, someday, that they understand why I did the things I did. I hope reconciliation and understanding is the way to go. I hope I can reattach the bonds that I've severed. I hope I become the best man I can potentially be.

Life's tough. Life's a struggle, an everyday struggle. I enjoy nothing. I get pleasure from nothing. Everything is a chore. Every single thing. I'm not alright today. I hope to be someday.

Anyways, life as an INFJ is tough. Thanks for listening.

 

[Ermine]

I'm 19, and go to BYU-Idaho during the fall and summer. I'm going into my 3rd semester in a few weeks. Sure, I miss most of my summer, but my main break also coincides with the ski season, and I get to ski for free since I volunteer at the ski resort. The pros outweigh the cons here.

My major was recently changed from art (emphasis in graphic design) to Computer Science. Reasons can be found here if you're interested. I am really excited to start my first CS major related classes in about 3 weeks. They are Intro to Software Development, Calculus I, and Physics for Scientists and Engineers. I recently realized how exciting the prospects of digging into math and science. As much as I love art, I daresay this is even more exciting. It's going to be great!

Ok, hobbies/interests... Art, researching all sorts of things online, dystopian literature, nonfiction, science fiction, guitar, piano, ultimate frisbee, skiing, thinking, computers in general, photography.

I only have a few close friends and many acquaintances, and we hang out/chat on facebook on occasion. I'm usually satisfied with my social life. We have fun, and my friends are a constant reminder that I am not the only odd one.

There are also my 3 coworkers who I end up spending long hours with at my dad's dental practice as a dental practice. I'm a general assistant there when I'm not at school. I keep the place clean, sterilize instruments, occasional dental assisting with fillings and extractions, charting, data entry. There's a ton of variety to keep me going. I wouldn't want to do this as a career, but it's still a great job. I really like watching the really traumatic extractions where there's a lot of blood and the tooth gets pulled out in bits. I think I'd be a surgeon if I wasn't so annoyed with biology on principle.

Never had a boyfriend, per se (just one long distance for a total of 6 days). Never kissed, the occasional date ever once in a while. Not much going on in that department most of the time. But I usually don't worry about that. I've got plenty of time to work that out, and more interesting things usually take up my time.

Yep. That's my life.

EDIT: another big part of my life is my family, so I could talk about that.

Mom: ESTJ, I think. A stay at home mom for most of her career, also the office manager at my dad's dental practice, which he started up this January. It's doing great. Anyway, my mom is the main source of Jness in my life. Her voice in my head is what ultimately drove me to develop my judging side. There have been many communication breakdowns in my earlier teen years, but ever since I left for college the first time, we have gotten along much better. She has much less ability and desire to micromanage my life now, and that makes everything else flow smoothly. And I think my N is rubbing off on her. It's fun to watch.

Dad: ISTP. Was a manufacturing engineer until several years ago when he went to dental school. He's always been there to reassure my self doubting self of my intelligence. He didn't just He is also one of many who suggested I go into computer science. He was the first I really listened to of all those people. He's pretty much me, but much more mechanically inclined and with more interpersonal skills.

Sisters: one of my sisters is low functioning autistic, non verbal. I couldn't even begin to guess what her personality is like. Since she just doesn't talk of her own free will, I can only guess, even though I've lived with her for 17 years. My other sister is IxFP. My best friend, remarkably mature for her age.

Brother: 8 years younger than me, and way too much like me. He is essentially me, but more outgoing. A few years ago, he used to drive me insane. I hated how he would argue things to death when I just wanted him to obey. He would always get me sidetracked. I didn't like myself, so I didn't like him. Now that I like myself, I like him. Now we're pretty tight.

 

[snafupants]

My life...simple yet complicated. I live in my head. I breath in my head. I ache in my head. I die in my head.

My life for the past month and a half has been waking up at odd times in the morning, taking my prozac and going to the hospital for sick children. There, I talk to some psychiatrists that cannot differentiate teenage angst and actual depression. It's a condition I've had to live with for a years now. I talk to these guys for 2ish hours and then take the metro home. I have my headphones in my ears the entire time. I get home, lie down and think. Thinking drives me nuts. So I either just go on long walks by myself or bike around while listening to some music. On weekdays, my father takes me to his store and I help out whenever I can. I'm usually too exhausted and collapse after a few hours. Keep in mind that I'm only 17 and I don't understand how I can be so tired and fatigued. My father has more energy than me.

The prozac doesn't really do anything. Just makes me hyper and I lose it. Then I collapse again. It's a vicious cycle. I'm going to ask the psychiatrist to take me off the meds...it's pathetic. Every morning...I wake up crying and I don't know why. Then it hits me. I need my meds! I need my meds! I can't believe I've fallen this far. I can't believe I've stooped this low. I can't believe that I'm on my knees.

College starts in two weeks. I'm going to have to study for once...and I have no clue how I'm going to manage. Sleep doesn't help. Exercise doesn't help. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know how I'll make friends....I'm not a sociable person; I keep my distance. I don't know how anyone can accept me for who I am...or if anyone can see through my mask of sorrow.

See, I once had friends and then I managed to alienate them one by one. I had no control. Now that I do, they want nothing to do with me. I only have one friend and I've only seen her once in a year. Yeah, today. We talked for a good 90 minutes in person about life and stuff like that. She's come out as a lesbian now...or perhaps she's bisexual now. I have no clue. But yeah. I think I used to be homophobic or something. Not anymore. I can sympathize with anyone. I feel bad when I'm prejudiced. Meh. She's a good person. Oh, she's an INFP. I like INFPs. They're all good people. They're nice, considerate, sensitive and gentle. They won't push their agenda on you and they're open-minded and can accept differing views.

Anyways, high school was a disaster. I've been suffering from depression for 4 years now. I don't know what the future holds but what I envision is always better, it's sad. I want to work hard this year to improve my grades, hopefully make something out of myself because the potential is there...and I'd hate to waste my life because of my poor choices. I'm going to work like a Chinese laborer. I'm going to do my best till I collapse. I don't want to collapse, but I guess it's inevitable.

I hated people before...now I'll do my best to treat everyone nicely. I don't know why I didn't want to before. Now I do. I want to become a better person. I want to try new things. I want to change. I want old wounds to heal. I want to care about life. I want to cherish it. I want to be a good friend.

Time. Time is the only thing I have on my side. It's the only card I can play. It's the card we all have. I've decided to play it now. I hope that I can one day reconcile with old friends. I hope, someday, that they understand why I did the things I did. I hope reconciliation and understanding is the way to go. I hope I can reattach the bonds that I've severed. I hope I become the best man I can potentially be.

Life's tough. Life's a struggle, an everyday struggle. I enjoy nothing. I get pleasure from nothing. Everything is a chore. Every single thing. I'm not alright today. I hope to be someday.

Anyways, life as an INFJ is tough. Thanks for listening.

this talk on reconciliation and hope is somewhat disconcerting. you need to stop living in the past and worry about the present, the future will take care of itself. when you speak of people not being able to penetrate your mask of sorrow, thats fine if they cant, but dont make it a self fulfilling prophesy by being a mope. happy people attract other happy people - and vice versa - its that simple.

time, the only thing on your side? really, you just said that you dont want to squander your potential - doesnt this imply that you also have potential? this might just be me arguing semantics or it might be you rehashing self-pity. my honest opinion, youre stuck in a routine and are stymied because you think any move would make matters worse. it gets better, if you take some chances and avoid the morass of bad memories and delusion of half dreams.

 

[Sparrow]

this talk on reconciliation and hope is somewhat disconcerting. you need to stop living in the past and worry about the present, the future will take care of itself. when you speak of people not being able to penetrate your mask of sorrow, thats fine if they cant, but dont make it a self fulfilling prophesy by being a mope. happy people attract other happy people - and vice versa - its that simple.

time, the only thing on your side? really, you just said that you dont want to squander your potential - doesnt this imply that you also have potential? this might just be me arguing semantics or it might be you rehashing self-pity. my honest opinion, youre stuck in a routine and are stymied because you think any move would make matters worse. it gets better.

That's what I told myself 4 years ago.

No it doesn't.

I've thought about everything. I can take the forget everything, fuck the past route. Or, I can take the compassionate route. I've foreseen all the implications and complications that may arise in the future and I'm prepared for that.

Happy people attract other happy people? I guess everyone in the world is happy. All you happy people. Happy happy happy.

PS. I'm 17 and don't have much of a past or present.

 

[snafupants]

That's what I told myself 4 years ago.

No it doesn't.

life is not a bowl of cherries, i know. i have experienced supreme emotional pain and thought very seriously about suicide. there was a point when i would tilt over in a busy intersection - cars bustling past - and not really care what happened beyond that. someone bumps into me, okay. i thought life entailed a struggle from the first breath to the last. this was in my late teens. however, the reality is...well, you can make your own reality! and if you want to deep six that as sentimentality or just plain wrong, go right ahead. you can treat expectations, pressures, and conformity as palpable, or you can mold them into whatever you want. you need a kick in the pants...i would probably need to know more about your future plans to narrow that down further.

n.b., dont neglect the positive impact that like-minded friends can have on your demeanor. also, with your comment, you have basically written off your entire future. have you honestly tried every idea in your repertoire?

 

[shoeless]

current typical day:

i wake up, shower, eat (sometimes) and brush my teeth. i wait for a text response from my boyfriend indicating when he is awake so i can leave for his house.
i walk to the bus stop (approx. 15 minutes), ride the bus to the bahnhof (approx. 15 minutes), wait for the train because i always just miss the one that just left (approx. 9 minutes), train to the hauptbahnhof (approx. 15 minutes), wait for the train to his house (time varies depending on when i left), train to his house (approx. 10 minutes) and meet him at the bahnhof. then i walk to his house (7 minutes).
it's a journey.

at my boyfriend's house, we tend to do some combination of playing video games, watching tv (usually documentaries)/movies, and doing the naughty. we also always eat with his mom at least once, because she always makes this traditional korean food (being from korea herself) that she insists we eat the traditional way. or whatever. i deal with it because it's delicious.

occasionally we will go out with friends (usually our one best buddy, andy, but sometimes others) and do potentially illegal things. but i figure as long as we're not hurting anyone else it's all good. we have fun times.

these days i have been much less living-inside-my-head than i used to be, mostly because i have another human being to share myself completely with. so what would once become stuck in my head like a bad song is now able to be free and breathe in the outside world, in a habitat of comfort and love-related sharing capacity. however, at the same time, being less living-inside-my-head has perhaps made me less thoughtful. that's not to say i have no depth of thought, but i would say my depth of emotion is my greater concern at the moment. things also just become simpler when one is generally happy with their life.

that's not to say there are no problems, however. at the end of a typical day, if i'm not spending the night at his house (which i do occasionally) i do still have to come home and deal with my sad sack of a father. that is never fun, i promise. i am also still an anxiety-ridden person at my core, and therefore do have the occasional bouts of depression/anxiety which i have found can be cured through the vocal channeling of my emotions and fears to said boyfriend. he serves well as a receptacle of all my bullshit, and i do the same for him. afterwards we cuddle. i love cuddling.

so, yeah. that is my life right now.

other miscellaneous circumstances:
i am seventeen years old. my mother lives in texas with my older brother (age 24 i think?) and i only talk to her via email or, occasionally, phone calls. my other brothers, ages 26(?) and 29, live in texas and florida respectively with their wives.
i live in germany (stuttgart-vaihingen area) with just my father. he is in the american military and was stationed here last year. i have lived here since august 2009.
i currently plan to go to college at texas state (san marcos). the reason for this is that it is an easy school to get into, so my boyfriend, who does less than spectacular in school, would be able to join me. it's also a good location (half an hour from austin, 45 minutes from san antonio) and is a little bit of a party school. but it'll get the job done.
i plan to study psychology and become a therapist. i have not yet decided what specific type of psychology i would like to focus on, but i have considered drug rehabilitation counseling and criminal psychology, as well as others.
i have recently ended a friendship because i could not deal with her constant soul-sucking negativity anymore. i feel bad about it, but it had to be done. time to move on.
i write poetry when i'm home alone and have things on the brain.
i do not necessarily believe i am an INTP. i also do not necessarily believe it matters. i would be interested in what other people think my type is, however. i bet based on this post (does anybody actually read these?) a lot of people would say i'm an ExFP. who really knows.

anyway, that's my life pretty much.
so yeah.

 

[Beat Mango]

I have a low opinion of lawyers and law students. Anyone can learn a second language.

I just became one. Do you realise how integral the law is to the way our society is shaped? No really, just asking, because I until I read about the history of the law, I didn't.

 

[shoeless]

okay, i just read through most of these (not all of them because it got boring after a while) and i believe i have noticed a trend:

those with more social connections and interaction in their daily routine seem generally happier about their lives than those who don't.

which is perfectly understandable. humans are social creatures and even introverts need friends. it's difficult for an INTP because of the inferior Fe, but i believe that at the same time that is exactly why INTP's really really need human connections. while it may be exhausting, it is also very rewarding.

so i think maybe you fellers who are depressed and angry with your life should maybe consider trying to establish more friendships. now, how you go about doing that with your depression and whatnot is a different matter (because trust me, i know it can be fucking insane impossible to put yourself out there when you're depressed, i dealt with that for three goddamn years straight) but it's something that really needs to be worked on.

just, you know, something to think about i guess.

 

[Fallenman]

its interesting, like shoeless, i haven't been living so much in my head and it has made me less thoughtful. I actually want to counter-act that because it can be so debilitating at times...

And I also agree with her that being social provides for a lot more happiness than your average hardcore introvert might admit ^^.

 

[Minuend]

okay, i just read through most of these (not all of them because it got boring after a while) and i believe i have noticed a trend:

those with more social connections and interaction in their daily routine seem generally happier about their lives than those who don't.

which is perfectly understandable. humans are social creatures and even introverts need friends. it's difficult for an INTP because of the inferior Fe, but i believe that at the same time that is exactly why INTP's really really need human connections. while it may be exhausting, it is also very rewarding.

Well, yes. People with a good social network are generally happier, healthier and live longer. Support from others also help you recover quicklier from illness.

is science

 

[Fukyo]

I'm usually too exhausted and collapse after a few hours. Keep in mind that I'm only 17 and I don't understand how I can be so tired and fatigued. My father has more energy than me.

It could be several things, depression is known to produce a loss of energy, but if you haven't done it already, I'd definitely recommend a medical check up. I've had this problem for nearly a year, didn't pay attention and let it foster, until I started crashing so badly, I could barely get out of the house due to the extreme fatigue and lightheaded-ness in recent months.

Turns out I'm anemic, and that actually reinforces the symptoms of depression.

 

[Puffy]

I agree with Fukyo, my Sister also has a lack of energy which is brought about by ME. While it is unlikely that you have any such conditions it is best to be on the safe side.

 

[Anchorite]

Lately I've been going to sleep at around 4-5 A.M. Waking up around noon.
Even when I have a good amount of sleep I tend to be notably less energetic than others around me.
I haven't been leaving my house much this summer as my friends are all to busy hanging out with their other friends.
I'm about to be a senior in high school with a low GPA and I probably won't graduate on time.
My parents like fast food for some inexplicable reason so I don't get to eat things I enjoy very often unless it's one of those once-a-month instances where I get to pick most of the grocery shopping. Ohhh...., the mangoes.....
I'm ape-shit-excited about Civilization V and Fable III and I check up on them almost everyday.
I think I spend about 6-8 hours a day listening to music (usually doing other stuff too of course)
I'm always recording documentaries and movies on my DVR. As of recently, I'm fascinated with samurai.
I've had 2 best friends in my life. One of them I've been friends with since I was 7 and see 2-3 times a month, we're still good friends but have grown to be very different people. The other friend I've also had since I was 7 but he moved about 45 minutes away before 5th grade and I see him about once a year now. He essentially gave me a child-hood.

Christopher Hitchens is dying so I've been thinking about that a lot.
I have to read 2 novels in the next week before school starts, I also have to fall in to a more reasonable sleeping pattern.

I play with my 2-year old nephew a lot. He is awesome.In this illustration I am the tree.
My favorite movie is Kill Bill. I think it was on TBS a few nights ago.

 

[snafupants]

anchorite - you are officially implored to see your friend - 45 minutes away, consider yourself lucky. see your friend before school starts up. yikes, christopher hitchens does not look good, hopefully he wont be in much pain, although hitch seemed to augur differently in a recent article. we can only hope a book doesnt come out entitled "without a hitch" (in bad taste?)

 

[warryer]

7:00 alarm goes off
7:30 get out of bed
8:00 feed animals
9:00 breakfast
9:15 computer (new music, vidya, or research)
12:00 lunch
12:30 check something off the to do list
~3 or 4: nap
6:00 back out to feed animals
7:00 dinner
7:30 jeopardy
8:00 more internet
11:00 bed

This summer has been very good for me. Lots of much needed structure and teaching myself discipline. I used to be very lethargic- staying up late, waking up at noon. Starting to exercise regularly and having day to day responsibilities has improved my self esteem. Hard work really is the best medicine.

 

[Nyxie]

my life... in a word, meh. i haven't been anywhere in the past three years for more than six months; as a friend of mine aptly described, i'm not used to being used to things.

 

[Words]

Nothing zerious. A life of being consistently chased by assassins, terrorists, financial enemies, past mistakes, death, denial, lunacy, disease, depression, obligations and so forth. It's all for the sake of running away from all these forms of discomfort.

Socialization, yes I socialize when in academic settings. I am immediate in engaging everyone in small talk and phony conversations only to rid of the 'wall of awkwardness' when a mandatory activity demands us of connections and teamwork. Aside from that, I am selective in 'true' friendships and my main requirement for this title is simply if I can actually talk genuinely with the person and not have to force my interest in talking or if the person could serve as a source of auditory textbook source wherein I don't have to read books, but in general, perceived complexities, absurdities, novelties, small aesthetic fascinations, philosophy, systems, and other stuff stimulates me. Though in not so usual cases, I am stimulated by people and conversation itself. It is when I want to 'connect'. Slash that, I think it's more about the novelty of the person, and if the person has grown old, they no longer interest me.

Indeed, people are a #1 resource for stimulation. Social Experimentation is fun. Game theory?

Hm, I look back and it seems egocentric but it is what it is. My life right now focuses on seeking stimulation, purpose, values, and meaning. Not having something to push and reward you with positive psychological sensation is boring.

 

[EyeSeeCold]

Typical summer day about now.

1. Wake up at 6:00 AM
2. Go back to sleep.
3. Wake up at 9:00 AM
4. Try to get up but end up falling back asleep.
5. Wake up at 11:00 AM
6. Actually get up this time.
7. Coffee, food.
8. If [(# of days from last shower) > 2], consider showering.
9. Turn on the computer.
10. Pump up the music.
11. Start playing video game of choice for hours on end. If no such game exists at the time, aimlessly surf the web.
12. Reflect upon my life, focusing more so on the negatives for some reason.
13. Pull myself out of subsequent depression.
14. Food.
15. Contemplate the near future.
16. Make myself nervous about the near future.
17. Look for a job.
18. Realize that the job market seems to no longer exist here for 18 year olds.
19. Watch the news.
20. Realize that politics generally angers me.
21. Keep watching anyways.
22. Watch TV for a few hours or read a book.
23. Sleep at 1:00 AM.

Uhh, my grades were pretty "meh" with a cumulative GPA of somewhere around 3.1, but that was high school and no one really cares about high school. This was more because I had no interest in doing the endless piles of homework thrust in my face, rather than simply not knowing the material.

My family is full of various ESxx types.

I leave for college in less than a month, which will hopefully be better than my existence here in this town. I'm cautiously enthusiastic.

I recently discovered I can fall asleep to Death Metal.

I enjoy hiking but I rarely get the chance to do so.

This exactly. I'd really like to get a job and move out of my ESFJ dominated house but I'm so confused with school coming up, I don't know how to organize my life.

 

[Yasmin]

There is some breathing, some sleeping, some eating and some school. It's not much.

 

[Gluon the Ferengi]

Uncomfortable with group activities from earliest childhood, a true outsider from fifth grade onwards, I only ever had one good friend even in the good times. Even as a child I understood that one good friend outweighs any number of friendly acquaintances.

The high school years were a time of isolation with no steady friends at all. They were the void years.
No masterpiece seemed so great as a single good conversation in those years. I found myself increasingly unable to relate to other teenagers. Common ground was so rare! I was usually far closer to adults at school than classmates.

In order to win against bouts of depression and suicidal thoughts, I developed a certain inner peace and constantly fought to hold it.
I never considered professional help. It took no deep reflection to figure out that neither paid sycophants nor their pills would solve any problems.
If no one around me could help, it was up to me to make it.

I gave my negative energies release by becoming a long distance runner. I untangled my knotted emotions by keeping a diary.

Even so, I barely survived.
College was my last and greatest hope. I didn't dare hope actually. I had always been disappointed before.
Yet after about 6 months in college I had two best friends. More than I had ever had before. My long journey of healing began.

No longer feeling on the edge of life and death, I turned my attention to girls and was in for a rude shock. I still had the social skills of a child and found I yet had a long way to go.

Now, at age 26, I am passable as socially normal in most situations. I'm happy with my life and who I am.
The horrible times I went through make these good times all the brighter.
I've been in a relationship for a year now and it's still maturing and growing stronger.
However, I strive to never forget the places I came from. How hopeless and frightened and lonely I was in my formative years. I remember that many people who are nice to me now would quickly throw rocks at me if they knew who I really am. My tumultuous origins are my heritage, my foundation. To this day, I dislike pointless, superficial conversations and thrive off of spending large stretches of time alone. However, I do have the deepest of affection for those in my inner circle.

I am by nature a night owl. I might very well avoid daylight entirely if it was practical. I hate waking up when the sun is rising with an intensity that reaches the deepest of my viscera.
I do like smoking my pipe or going out on a run just before sunrise and then retiring to bed just as the first rays of light come over the horizon.
I presently work a humble night shift job stocking a grocery store, but it suits my temperament well. I've always enjoyed physical labor and pointless social interaction is limited.
It also leaves me lots of time for constant reading, personal research, and writing projects. This sort of exploration is one of the biggest things that makes life worthwhile!
Furthermore, the low commitment jobs I've had over the last few years have allowed me to go on bouts of international travel.

I'm going back to school for computer science(previously majored in history) since it is both the next major avenue I want to explore as well as a potential source of significant revenue.

I love cooking but almost never follow recipes. I love improvising and usually make small changes each time I prepare something familiar.
I make my own stocks, ghee, yogurt, and bread.
I buy lots of cheap vodka that I use for making herbal tinctures.
I love being physically active and feel sluggish if I don't get sweaty at least every other day.

I am generally quite thrifty but have a weakness for gourmet foods any time I can afford them. I love good wine, craft beers, smoked fish and shellfish, teas, and well aged cheese and kimchi...

When it comes to music, I like orchestral from most periods with a smattering of rock and techno thrown in.
I'm a big fan of the impressionist composers. They exemplified the best things originality and experimentation have to offer without completely abandoning structure and going off the deep end.
A lot of the best modern music comes from movies and computer games!

Not much time for computer games any more but the influence of Thief 1 and 2, Deus Ex, Planescape Torment, Morrowind, Age of Empires II, Civilization series, Heroes III of Might and Magic, and others always stays with me.

I notice that there's lots of teenagers on this thread fighting feelings of meaninglessness and depression. Please know that life will start to get good for you just when it starts going downhill for many other people!

 

[Beelzebubba]

I notice that there's lots of teenagers on this thread fighting feelings of meaninglessness and depression. Please know that life will start to get good for you just when it starts going downhill for many other people!

I thoroughly disagree with this statement due to personal experience, however I would imagine most teens with these feelings would as well :/

I was born in Charleston, West Virginia. I had a heart condition called a Heart Murmur that would have been fatal at that time, however due to magic hospital men it is no longer a problem for me. My real father had gotten my nineteen year old mother pregnant, and she ended up leaving him due to his alcohol and drug abuse. When I was very young I would visit and see him often, however through the years the frequencies of his appearances slowed, and eventually halted altogether. This had bothered me a bit, so I asked my mother. She said he moved to Florida. No one bothered to tell me for 2 years. I got used to nothing but the occasional picture of his naked girlfriend, which upset my mom a great deal. I know he did it partly for me, and partly because he knew it angered her. He never payed child support but once, and my mother claims it is for some lack of caring, he talked to me about it and told me that it was because he didn't want my mother spending money meant for me, and that if I ever needed anything all I had to do was ask. I appreciated this and believed him, he traveled to West Virginia occasionally after that to visit me on holiday. He has the same first name as me, Christopher, although he would have like to name me Wolfgang, partly after Mozart and partly because it sounded cool. My mother declined, she wanted a more realistic name. She was unsure of what to do, so she called my uncle who was a doctor for the army, and stationed in Japan at that time. He said that he would either name his son Dylan or Lewis, I was given the name Christopher Dylan *****
I go by Dylan today, although I respond to the name Chris as well.

I lived with my mother and grandparents for the majority of my baby-ship, and once a tragic fire burnt the house down (With me in it, I got saved by a combination grandfather and rottweiler)
Me and my mother moved into a white house on the edge of the woods near town for a year, I remember very little about the house other than I used to have Telly tubby nightmares and that my room was painted yellow, my favorite toys at that time being an assortment of toy race cars. I went to preschool occasionally, I remember very little about that aside from that some Asian girl was always mean to me. Oh, and that the Big wheel was my favorite toy. It went the fastest out of all the playground vehicles.
I moved to the Christian academy (The tuition payed for by my grandparents, no way in hell that we had enough money)
Turns out I had childhood friends there from the preschool, however I seemingly only remember one of them, probably because we went to school together.

I am MUCH too tired to finish this. I will post more later, it will build the suspense on my oh so exciting life

 

[s0nystyle]

3:30AM - Wake up due to Dad causing a ruckus going to work. chug a bottle of perrier and go back to sleep

7:40AM - Alarm clock goes off -> slaps snooze button
8:15AM - drag ass out of bed and hit the showers
8:40AM - walk dog before work
9:15AM - drive to the office
9:45AM-6PM - work :/ (scanning files, checking tax returns, arguing w/ employers etc)
6:30PM - Get home and play video games/watch anime/cook dinner
8:00PM - Eat dinner
8:20PM - dishes *sigh*
8:30PM-1AM - video games/watch anime/interwebs/read

pretty uneventful

19, attending community college this fall. Constantly moved around until the start of high school. Consistently got into fights b/c was moody teenage boy. Had various groups of friends who didn't know/like each other (feudal shit i know :/). Arrested with a felony charge junior year for "selling", but breezed through probation and had record washed. Senior year was a but a distant memory with nothing particularly interesting (prom is a waste of money imo). Got a job at a mortgage company. Still hanging out with various groups of friends who don't know and/or cannot relate to each other. Spend weekends going to the movies/mall or going to a LAN to play games until school starts. yup still pretty uneventful >.>

 

[Ezro]

Work days are pretty uneventful for me. At 6am, I wake up for high school, where I fly under the radar until 2:45. Leave, then go immediately to work(which is pretty cool actually. I'm a cashier at a parking copany so I pretty much sit in a booth, which I've dubbed "mah bawx" for hours on end, whilst reading a book or thinking in almost total silence...) get home between midnight and 1am, sleep, repeat.
Now that I think about it, I love my job. I sit in a box all day, away from my family. don't get me wrong, I love them and all, but they're just plain annoying after a while.

Days I don't have to go to both work and school are somewhat different.
I proceed to either work or school normally, but when I return home, I have to deal with my relatives. My ESTJ mother, who always insists that she is right about EVERYTHING, even when everyone else can see that she is blatantly wrong. Because of this, I've decided to join the US Navy. 4 sweet years miles away from her ought to do me some good. Next is my baby sister,ENFP, whom I have no real problems with, other than the fact she simply cannot understand the term "me time". My best friend and the only woman whose ever claimed to be in love with me, and I've also confessed my love for, along with being the first and only woman I've ever kissed, is probably off fucking some random loser in a cry for love and attention as I am typing this rather long sentence. Despite a few people telling me her spike in "popularity" is all my fault ( due to an incident 2 years ago, when I didn't talk to her for an entire year shortly after she told me she loved me...yeah I dunno either), I sit here, typing messages on the internet, while my best friend, who is a really good person, turns herself into a total slut. I sit at home for the remainder of the day, listening to music, allowing the knowledge that the love of my life is potentially makng the biggest mistake of her life eat away at my insides like an earwig dipped in hydrochloric acid. Why don't I stop her? Because somewhere alog the way I got it into my head that it's "None of my buisness" what she does. the real reason: I'm too much of a scared little bitch to actually step in at this point and actually DO SOMETHING about anything.
Eat. Go to bed around midnight. Repeat.

 

[Nerd.]

I'm 27 years old. I'm a full time grad student. I also work 45 hours a week. I work at a residential home for Autistic children and teens. It's the kind of place I would feel comfortable sending someone I care about. Not easily said about many places. I care for a volatile, [frighteningly] aggressive, non-verbal, 17 year old boy with Autism. I have a partner. He's a big guy. It helps. We try to teach the kid things like his name, colors, counting, menial labor. I am studying to be a Psychotherapist. I want to work with teens. I plan to take on Borderlines, Antisocials, and abuse victims. Apparently, this makes me a crazy-woman. But really, I'm just good at it. The whole "empathetic on the outside, detached on the inside" thing comes in handy here.

I like to read. A lot. I like art. I have a couple of degrees. Nerdy subjects. I'm divorced. I need music as a part of my daily functioning. My apartment is almost always a mess. A mess of the cluttery kind. I am writing a book. I have a guy. I'm not sure what to call him. We fool around and we are friends. He's an ENFP. I just go with it. He moved to Yale four weeks ago to teach and get another PhD. It's a 7 hour drive each way. Visits are infrequent. He calls every day. I avoid my family. They live far away. I move a lot. To different states and countries. Mostly states. The walls of my bedroom are covered floor to ceiling in maps.

 

[snafupants]

Nothing special really.

Long, sleepless nights, headaches, daily arguments, endless rumination on anxiety, hypochondria, painfully contradictory and ambivalent beliefs and emotions, frustration, psychiatry, parricide, boredom, stress, failures, predictions of future failures, the oddities of humans I don't understand, inadequacies of mine, pacing in circles with music on, coming up with excuses to avoid human interaction, trying to figure out others and myself, yearning for some kind of adventure or change, indulge myself into some reassuring fantasy of future to strengthen my mental resolves.

I eat or sleep sometimes if I remember.

Daily parricide? You must have quite a large family!

 

[Sunyata]

Fukyu, you and I are practically the same person. For the past 10 or so years, I have been thinking this endless rumination on my anxiety will eventually get me to some grand and amazing place where I have everything I want/need and don't have anxiety. So far, this has been an extremely fruitless endeavor but I still have hope.

 

[pjoa09]

wake up in the morning... its 6:30 office is at 9... ok sleep 8:30,ohh shit
fall asleep thinking about mbti types in the bathroom (its not a tub thats the worst part)
go to office
realize i need coffee
get some coffee
get some work...
get some thoughts...
forget the work...
keep thinking....
get on here and type something because i figured out something interesting....
and then hope the day ends...
day ends.. get depressed because i didnt do anything...
feel worthless.
question.
try to study for SAT/ try to exercise
never happens anymore.
sleep.

 

[Stoic Beverage]

Weekday:
Wake up at 6:30
Shower
Become un-naked
Shave, wash face, etc...
Eat
School (during which I brood on how redundant school is and daydream)
Get home
Homework
Go on the computer for about an hour
Eat
Play keyboard
Wait for it to be time to sleep
Sleep

Or, on a weekend...
Wake up at 6:30 out of habit
Lay in bed, looking at the clock every half hour, until noon.
Eat
Keyboard and computer
Eat
Wait for it to be time to sleep
Sleep

Characteristics:
I don't do half of my assignments, but through doing great on papers on tests, I still maintain a GPA of 3.7 (out of four, for those not familiar with the system implemented in the U.S.). I'm only in jr. high, though, so it's kind of irrelevant to anything.
I tend not to give a damn about the majority of things (as evidenced in signature)
I do have friends, but they're not at all like me, and I need to change the way I act to surround myself with them. They're mostly just to avoid the unwanted attention of people who perceive me as a loner. I don't need their snide looks, or in some rarer cases, pity.
I can't wait to get out of school. I'll go to college, hopefully in psychology. Beyond that, I don't really have a "plan"
I'm asked out on a semi-regular basis, but the people I attract are shallow and annoying, seeing as they're reeled by my artificial persona rather than my normal self.

Hm... That's about it.

 

[Cavallier]

Wow. My life is much different now.