Saturday, March 24, 2012

Fairy Tale Moment

The Myers Brigg's personality type test classifies me as an ISFJ (Introverted Sensing Feeling Judging)  person. A fuller description of those who fall under this category can be found here. A lot of the things said on this page applies to me, I thought. The few nit-picks are:

1. ISFJs have the need to be needed
2. Suitable careers include: teaching, social work, religious work, nursing, medicine (general practice only, though---> is the site telling me how incapable ISFJs are in other branches of medicine?!), clerical work, secretarial work, administrative work
3. They produce high quality work but are often over-worked because they do not mind doing tedious work. Often, people take them for granted and do not give due credit to their hard work
4. ISFJs take trouble over meals, gifts, celebrations etc for their loved ones
5. ISFJs shun conflicts and don't handle them well. They avoid confrontations
6. ISFJs are unable to either hide or articulate any distress they may be feeling
7. ISFJs place a strong emphasis on conventional behaviour. They try to guide people who are close to them back to the path that they think is 'right'

Regardless of how accurate the descriptions are, I cannot help but try to go against some of the points above in my daily living. I try to make others appreciate me more, let them know how much I can contribute. I am still far away from learning how to deal with conflicts but I'm determined to make a start now. Also, I have always had ambitions of being either a teacher, librarian, or social worker, even a journalist! But right now, I found different passions and talents in me and I am hard-headed in my goal to shatter the stereotypes outlined above. 

On another note, I had a fairy tale moment two nights ago. A handsome prince asked me for a dance with him. He took both my hands in his and led me to his rhythm on a slow dance (at that point we were the only pair slow-dancing on the dance floor), swirled me at some points and smiled very deeply with his eyes when he spoke to me. Although I was quite embarrassed throughout the dance, he quelled my nervousness by telling me how bad a dancer he was too. All night, I had a feeling (perhaps I was too self conscious) that he was trying to approach me for a conversation, or just a hello and tried so hard to avoid him. In the end, he came over to the sofa where I was sitting with a group of lovely girls and just asked nicely if he could have one dance with me. I felt like I was in the movies, like I was a little star for just that little moment.  He could have been drunk to have asked me in the first place, and I really don't know why he asked me of all people, but one thing I'm sure of is that it was one of those rare fairy tale moments that I'd cherish forever. It was romantic as it was daunting, it was special as it was awkward and above all, it is memorable as it is fleeting. 

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