I thought I might write a small ramble today, just to catch up with all of you, my readers, and have a little heart-to-heart chat. Let’s see. What’s new with me. Nothing much, really. I’ve been spending my days writing novels and short stories, and the rest of the time studying to be a librarian—I think I might as well finish my course, before I start another in a more writing-related disciple, since I am so close to completing it. Continue reading →
I really like the idea of two people who are very different falling in love. I think it appeals to my INFP’s sense of romanticism—individuals from widely different backgrounds, drawn together by fate and circumstance, who start up a whirlwind romance.
Whenever I try to write about it, however, it usually does not go down well. For some reason, I can never make the characters properly mesh, and I think that is because the characters I portray are usually too different to actually start a real relationship together. Continue reading →
I thought of a new fear recently: the fear of dying feeling as though life has gone by too fast. That terrifies me. I want to live a full and fulfilled life and feel as though I have put my time to good use and achieved my dreams and goals by the end of it. To feel as though I didn’t achieve what I wanted to achieve and might have wasted my time, to not have that feeling that everything is good and alright if I die, to not have said and done the things I wanted to say and do…that terrifies me to no end. Continue reading →
I get really sad sometimes. Mostly, it’s because life feels empty occasionally. There are the evenings where nothing feels right, dawns where the whole day stretches before you like a black parade, afternoons where your heart sinks because you’re lonely and not a soul in the world could heal your sense of loneliness. Continue reading →
After this week’s worth of work, from interviews to writing schedules, to studying for my course, I have been burning flat-out non-stop, so when the weekend rolled around, I decided to give myself the opportunity to vegetate for once. My friend wanted to see a movie, so I went (I’m lucky to have a friend as an INFP, because INFPs have a difficult time making friends and finding people they click with), and then when I came back home, at around four in the afternoon, I think, I crawled into bed for some shut-eye. Continue reading →
Sometimes, as an INFP, I wish friendships were as scintillating and wonderful as they are in my imagination. Idealistic and naïve, I sometimes envision myself owning a home where I can invite my friends to hang out and have a good – no, not just good, a marvelous – time. We drink champagne and watch comedy movies, snacking on popcorn and hors d’oeuvres, and talk about men and our careers. Continue reading →
I wish I had some drama happening in my life right now, so I could write a blog post about it, but, unfortunately, my life is about as interesting as a teacup at the moment. I do have two interviews lined up this week, so that will be rather exciting, and I’ll keep you all posted on how it goes. Maybe I’ll even write a post about “Interview Tips For INFPs” or something like that, inspired by my experience with two interviews in the one week.
I don’t know what it is about night-time that makes me want to sit down and write, but it’s usually at night that I pen my blog posts, usually after I’ve tossed and turned for a little while in bed before I realise I won’t be falling asleep, and then I get bored just lying in there in the dark and decide to write a blog post. Hm. Maybe I do know why night-time makes me write blog posts, after all. Well, it’s six minutes until midnight, as of writing this, and I’m not too worried because tomorrow is a Saturday and I don’t need to wake up early for anything tomorrow. So, really, I can write to my heart’s content, even going upwards of one thousand and five hundred words in this one post, if I really want to, and I suppose if I can find enough to write about. Continue reading →