Tell Me Three Things About Yourself

[Jetfire]

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What is your native language then?

 

[Diddle]

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Portuguese (BR).

 

[Jetfire]

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Very cool.

I would say 3 more thing about myself but I am not that interesting.

 

[thestrangequark]

I thought my first three were pretty serious and said a lot about me, but here are three more in that vein:

1. I'm manic depressive, and I'm struggling desperately. Only people who've experienced it can know that slow and tortuous drowning is tolerable when the gasps of air are so pure that they induce clarity, peace, and utter capability in any endeavor. They know that one tolerates the demons for the times when he sees angels.
2. I think I am at a crux in my life and I have to act, and act soon, else I'll lose myself in more ways than one.
3. Sometimes I stay alive for the sake of my mother. Sometimes, it's "[t]he way a crow shook down on me the dust of snow from a hemlock tree [that] has given my heart a change of mood and saved a day that I had rued." Or it's the music. Or the curiosity. These are the drugs I need, like my daily insulin injections, to stay alive.

 

[RegFan]

1. I'm a nerd.
2. I'm Finnish, but I prefer English to Finnish.
3. I'm interested in quite a lot of things.

 

[Deranged Nasat]

I thought my first three were pretty serious and said a lot about me, but here are three more in that vein:

1. I'm manic depressive, and I'm struggling desperately. Only people who've experienced it can know that slow and tortuous drowning is tolerable when the gasps of air are so pure that they induce clarity, peace, and utter capability in any endeavor. They know that one tolerates the demons for the times when he sees angels.
2. I think I am at a crux in my life and I have to act, and act soon, else I'll lose myself in more ways than one.
3. Sometimes I stay alive for the sake of my mother. Sometimes, it's "[t]he way a crow shook down on me the dust of snow from a hemlock tree [that] has given my heart a change of mood and saved a day that I had rued." Or it's the music. Or the curiosity. These are the drugs I need, like my daily insulin injections, to stay alive.

That was quite moving, tsq, and quite courageous of you to say.

 

[PlainSimpleJoel]

Since I'm late to the thread. Three things about me:-

1. I like cooking cheesecakes and naturally eating them.
2. I have never broken a bone in my life
3. I'm the only one of my siblings that has lived in Australia all my life.

 

[captcalhoun]

1. i collect GI Joe and Action Force figures. My collection is not huge and won't be. I'm selective. I do NOT buy any of the modern Joe crap, even though I did love the movie.

2. i'm still nuts about a girl i was at college with 13 years ago even though she wasn't interested in me that way and the last time i saw her, she was planning to get married.

3. i have a star map on my notice-board in my room of the stars within 50LY of Sol, which was part of my research for my SF anthology I wrote.

 

[selina]

Third, I feel empty. There's a gap in my energy field inside my chest, an emptiness, a null, that can on occasion (okay, twice in the last six years for five minutes each time) be filled up, but the filling then leaks away. It is always there, just...empty.

What you need is a hobby .
Well, actually I'm a bit serious about it. Is there nothing you really want, nothing you are interested in? I believe most of us have had a feeling of emptiness in his/her life. The trick is not to let it overwhelm you. I used to go to the gym whenever I had the feeling that I was in a dark state of mind. It helped me to literally work things out. Unfortunately I can't afford the gym right now but I plan to go jogging when the weather is better. Maybe you can find something that you like to do to keep yourself occupied.

It's just that it's been like this for several years now. I'm a constant bother to my parents since I can't seem to manage to earn enough money to support myself, I have terrible self esteem and hence no love life for a long time, and now that I'm finally 25 and can start being taken seriously in the work market (since apparently you grow up when you're turn 25), there's no jobs!

I've part by part given up what I want.

And one day you will end up as a bitter, old man. Don't give up your dreams! Maybe you need to make compromises, but don't give them up completely. And if you have the feeling that low self esteem is really a problem, why don't you try to buy (or borrow) a book about self-confidence? That might at least help you to represent yourself in front of others. Which again might help you in an interview situation.
And write speculative applications! A collegue of mine got her job by chance, because she had send us a speculative application and my boss needed some help at that time. Whatever you do, just don't give up so soon.

I also recently discovered my lactose intolerance and once you know about it, it's pretty easy to manage. I buy lactose free milk (which tastes the same to me as normal milk) and can usually handle a small bit of cheese without incident, but given my love of cheese in general I just keep some enzyme supplement pills on hand. The worst part about it though is when I occasionally slip up and forget... then it's off to the bathroom!

Gassy. Really, I just take a bunch of lactate pils before I eat a lot of dairy and things are fine. But I don't do much milk and the like these days anymore because of how inconvenient (and expensive) that is. The last gallon of milk I had went bad with 3/4 of the jug still full.

Thanks for sharing .

Popcorn and cinema is my ideal program on a sunday

Sounds like a perfect Sunday .

 

[iguana_tonante]

1) I'm really a Parisian elitist

I thought we were to share three things people didn't know already.

You're an Englishman in an Italian's body - emigrate!

It's not the first time I thought that myself. I am definitively Italian: in style, flavour and taste; but at the same time there is something very British about my demeanor and attitude. Blimey!

 

[Me-Ike]

Very slowly. Something always comes up so I don't really get to work on my thesis. And having no deadline is always bad for my discipline. I really have to get into it, now.

You have no deadline? No Day of Doom? No God, Oh God, Why Not Only One Week More Just One Week Day?
Having a deadline doesn't really help discipline either, by the way. Well, it does. But way too late.

Well, sometimes I think that it was worth it, sometimes not. I admit that I enjoyed learning new things; I liked to discuss movies, plays and art. In a way it was very sophisticated.

I wrap things up to get to a point and to answer your question. A positive experience for me was definitely that I’ve learned things about myself:

- I like lectures, but I like it even more to consume art or to make art myself rather than to analyze it.
- I’m very lazy and an academic path simply wouldn’t right for me. So I’m glad that lies behind me.
- I’m not sure if studying itself was worth it because I could have accomplished the same knowledge differently and probably more effectively if I had done a job training instead.

Ah, I get that.
But then, I like the academic path and hope to be able to stay on it. I guess that's because I am less into producing myself and more into ripping other people's work apart. It's what we people with stunted creativity do.

Still, I wish I could stay at university. I'd study biology next!
If you could do anything you'd wished right now, what would it be?

Thanks to both! Well, it has been really stressful and overwhelming, yes. I submitted my thesis for revision in December, I received the comments in January and I had three weeks for revising the final draft and prepare my oral defence. I hardly slept for that time, due to the workload and the sheer pressure of that. After I finished my defence, I was so exhausted I slept two hours in my car it before I could drive home. I wonder what people thought seeing a smartly dressed guy sleeping in his car at 5pm.
However, I can only say it was worth it: I wanted it, I worked my ass for years to get there, and now it feels very, very good. So Me-Ike, hold tight and take care!

Thanks to all the others, too!

Heh.
I once heard from someone that the day he had to hand in his master thesis, he was so tired he just lay down on a park bench and slept for a couple of hours.
Makes me wonder how many bums out there really are tired academics.

And thanks!

 

[selina]

@ Me-Ike: Why can't you stay at university? Have you ever considered to work as a graduate assistant? Do you want to do a doctor's degree?
I'm glad you enjoy your time at university . Good luck for your thesis, by the way!

If I could choose anything I want to, I would like to become a junior-producer for arthouse movies with focus on developing scripts. Science fiction movies would be great too, but we really haven't got a market for that kind of movies here.

 

[mari]

1. What specific ones? With me only my left hand bends backward more than it should.

My thumbs can do a right-angle thing that I assumed everyone's thumbs do, but apparently they don't. I can also bend my thumb backwards till it's touching my wrists, or crook it at a weird angle so that it's bent behind my hand. It's difficult to describe! My arms overextend a lot as well, and I can twist and turns in ways that are a bit disturbing.

My sister can fold her fingers backward to touch her wrists. She can also wrap her legs behind her neck. I keep telling her she should join the circus as a contortionist, but alas, she wants to be a math teacher. (Nobody else in our family can do this, either, so we're not sure where it comes from -- the contortion OR the math!)

I am addicted to nutella.

My latest "thing I shouldn't eat but do anyway" is rice krispy treats slathered with nutella.

I thought my first three were pretty serious and said a lot about me, but here are three more in that vein:

1. I'm manic depressive, and I'm struggling desperately. Only people who've experienced it can know that slow and tortuous drowning is tolerable when the gasps of air are so pure that they induce clarity, peace, and utter capability in any endeavor. They know that one tolerates the demons for the times when he sees angels.
2. I think I am at a crux in my life and I have to act, and act soon, else I'll lose myself in more ways than one.
3. Sometimes I stay alive for the sake of my mother. Sometimes, it's "[t]he way a crow shook down on me the dust of snow from a hemlock tree [that] has given my heart a change of mood and saved a day that I had rued." Or it's the music. Or the curiosity. These are the drugs I need, like my daily insulin injections, to stay alive.

That resonates...

It's just that it's been like this for several years now. I'm a constant bother to my parents since I can't seem to manage to earn enough money to support myself, I have terrible self esteem and hence no love life for a long time, and now that I'm finally 25 and can start being taken seriously in the work market (since apparently you grow up when you're turn 25), there's no jobs!

I've part by part given up what I want.

Um. I'll be 30 in May and I'm back at my parents' for the 3rd time since leaving college. And I majored in music theory, so the chances of me ever getting out of here again, especially in the current economy, are pretty much zero. I bet it would help if I got off the computer for a minute and went to look for a job... (Today is going to be a depressed day for me, I think.) Anyway, my point is, if at nearly-30 my life isn't over, then at 25 yours is far from over. I do volunteer work to fill my empty time and keep my mind occupied, plus it's great networking (I am a Lion and most of the other Lions, in this area anyway, are much older and have connections that hopefully will help me out someday).

Three more about me...
1. I miss my ex-girlfriend. We broke up mutually because of some problems she was having and because I was moving away, but it's been about a month now and I am missing her... we still talk but I guess I miss the proximity. And I know I shouldn't go visit her because it would mess up her therapy to have me around. (It wouldn't really help me, either.)

2. I like to have cheeseburgers on Fridays during Lent, just to annoy my father while he eats his fish.

3. I just had the weirdest sense of deja vu typing #2... which happens to me occasionally. I wish I could harness it and become a prophet!

 

[Count Zero]

Wow, tsq, I feel for you. A friend of mine is also manic-depressive and went to a rough patch last year. We all wanted to help her but felt quite helpless.

Very slowly. Something always comes up so I don't really get to work on my thesis. And having no deadline is always bad for my discipline. I really have to get into it, now.

You have no deadline? No Day of Doom? No God, Oh God, Why Not Only One Week More Just One Week Day?
Having a deadline doesn't really help discipline either, by the way. Well, it does. But way too late.

No, I'm not yet angemeldet. Actually, I'm still stuck at the preparations stage. I know what you mean about deadlines and disciplines but I'm really terrible at work discipline if I don't have any deadline of any sort (it could be as innocuous as the professor saying, "report back to me in 4 weeks" or something). The truth is I'm really a lazy bum.

 

[Shaytan]

Yeah, I like the whole "assholes to tourists" angle. While I loved visiting Paris, I hated with a passion the fact that this made me one of the "tourists". Being one proves least favorable when various vultures spot you and try and sell you shit. So hard to shake them.

They try to do that with locals too. It's a good opportunity to try new insults

Ooh, or how about the cartel of women with unknown origins pretending to be Bosnian refugees and begging for money (while at the same time unable to say a word of Serbo-Croat)..

Or Romanians who seem to feel better in your pockets than somewhere else...

1) I'm really a Parisian elitist

I thought we were to share three things people didn't know already.

Everything is in the "really"

 

[Eleanor_zhDarjel]

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Portuguese (BR).

E mesmo?
De que parte voce e? Eu sou gaucha.

 

[Diddle]

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Portuguese (BR).

E mesmo?
De que parte voce e? Eu sou gaucha.

Sao Paulo, SP.

 

[RJDiogenes]

Hey, como sou eu suposto saber se você indivíduos é Flamejante?

 

[Trippy]

I AM CANADIAN!

I am also:

1. Single mom to 12 year old boy
2. Secondary School English teacher
3. A book collecter (it was a childhood dream to live in a library)

 

[Diddle]

Hey, como sou eu suposto saber se você indivíduos é Flamejante?

Hahah, we're not, she just asked me where I'm from.