Excitement!

Okay! I’m excited! So very excited! I have learned a few new tricks here on wordpress and I am very impressed with myself. I have a new little catch phrase “Because there’s a little hostility in us all!” I have new fonts, I have some new fancy features on a new sidebar (Milestone counter, follow button, follow by email, and a calendar), however I am most excited for my header picture! I have never ever in all my years of blogging been able to figure out pictures. So I never had any on my blog. Now that I have figures it out I went a bit crazy. I have more than one header picture. I have six! They are randomized so you never know which will appear at the top! I am ecstatic about this as you can clearly see! Also, I have a deal for all you out there reading this blog, if I get a decent amount of followers, comments, and likes on my blog I will buy the full, premium version of wordpress so that I can do even more awesome things for you guys. So follow, like, and comment if you want to see this teeny, tiny blog take flight (I had to stick a cliche in there). I do so hope you all force me to buy wordpress! Make me spend money on you guys! And with that, I’m out of here 😉

-AcuteAnimosity

Common Misconceptions About Introvets

I am an introvert, more specifically an INFJ (Introverted, iNtuitive, Feeling, Judging). It’s actually the rarest type, don’t I feel special. Anyway, today’s rant is about the misconceptions people have about introverts. The most common response I get when people find out that I’m an introvert is “what’s that?” To explain what an introvert is I have to explain its counterpart, the extrovert. People who are extroverts tend to be loud, generally cheerful, always in a group. Extroverts love to be with people. In fact, they feel anxious and unsettled when they are alone. This doesn’t mean that they can’t ever be alone, it just means that they mostly try to avoid solitude, but everyone needs alone time now and then. Now, introverts are different because instead of feeling yucky when they’re alone, they feel drained when they are around people too much. Introverts need recharge time. They need more solitude than extroverts. This doesn’t mean that introverts are loners who hate people. It just means that they need more down time. The second most popular comment I get is “But you aren’t shy.” Introverts aren’t all shy! It is more typical that a shyer person is an introvert, however an extrovert can be shy and an introvert can be outgoing! That being said, another misconception is that you have to be extroverted to be successful. No! Introverts can still be successful and have a lot of friends. You do not have to be extroverted in order to be well-liked or successful. One thing that makes people think that introverts are not successful in business or politics is that introverts have no taste for small talk. Unless you are talking to an introverted meteorologist, don’t comment on the weather. Introverts won’t be very chatty, unless you talk to them about something that really matters to them. Talk to an introvert about their passion, and you won’t be able to shut them up. Lastly, not all introverts are small, quiet kids who sit in the dark corner of the art room drawing and writing poetry. Believe it or not, some introverts don’t like art or English. Some like sports and want to be engineers! Basically the moral of this rant is, don’t judge someone based on whether they are an extrovert, introvert, or even ambivert (combination of the two). Everyone is different. Okay lovelies, it’s time for me to go to sleep. If you really would want to know more about this whole personality typing please comment saying that you want to talk more about it. I’ve researched these things pretty thoroughly because I think it is so cool. Alright, night!

-acuteanimosity

Hello!

Okay, so I will confess something. This isn’t my first blog. I wrote on my first WordPress blog for five years. It was supposed to be anonymous, and I told people about it for whatever reason. Now I feel a tad uncomfortable writing my feelings there. So, because I’ve had a blog I know that when I talk to “you” I’m really talking to myself. An anonymous blog doesn’t usually gain many followers. Anyway, moving on. I’m a girl who feels acutely animistic about this whole life thing. So here’s where I will express my hostility toward the world and all its inhabitants. Today, let me talk about stupid girl stuff today. I don’t always complain about idiotic girl issues, but when I do they are cliche.

So I have this boyfriend. He’s pretty much perfect. The only problem is that I’m the worst girlfriend ever. My boyfriend, let’s call him Lewis, hates to dance. However, I love to dance. So I went to a Salsa Social that my friend invited me to. Lewis was okay with this because he trusts me. At this Salsa Social I danced with a ton of guys. Nothing romantic or anything, just some nice, fun dancing. So for one of the last dances I danced with this friend that brought me to the dance thing, let’s call him Philip. Well Philip is a really good ballroom dancer and I’ve been dancing for eleven years, so him and I were dancing really great together. However, it was a really romantic song. Pause here, you probably think I as unfaithful right? Wrong. We danced, and some how we got talking about our troubled pasts. He held me really close, and he told me that he despises how badly my past has affected me; he told me that I was a great person that didn’t deserve the things that have happened to me. We danced closely, and we danced amazingly. There were spins and shines and a ton of fancy things that made us look pretty cool. At the very end we were in a dance position called “close embrace” so my head was on his shoulder, and he kissed the top of my head. He doesn’t think that I noticed, but I did, and that small gesture meant something to me. I don’t know what it meant to me, however it meant something. Of course at the end of the dance we both awkwardly blushed and found new dance partners for the last dance (I danced with this really cute guy that didn’t really know what he was doing and it was adorable). Okay I know what you’re thinking, I’m a terrible person. I’m not though, I swear. When I call a guy cute, he’s an attractive person in my opinion, that doesn’t mean that I want to jump into his bed and leave my boyfriend. I just think he’s nice looking. A dance is just a dance, but that dance felt special. I don’t know how to describe it, therefore I’m sorry. There wasn’t much a point to this little anecdote. It was just a little intro to my life. Welcome.

-acuteanimosity