About Me
Something about me: I hate the smell of eggs, but I adore a good omelette (tomato and cheese, actually, if we're being specific). This is a completely insignificant detail in the grand scheme of things, I realize, but I think it capable of speaking volumes, because it is an excellent showcase of how I am a collection of walking contradictions.
John Watson was an American psychologist who believed that if you controlled the environment a human was in, you could control their personality. Not to take away from the point I'm trying to make, but psychology was one of my favorite subjects. Anyway, the idea is, you change the environment, you change the personality. I am a human chameleon. My personality adapts to best suit my social situation. Put me in a class with twelve kids I do not know, and you'll have a perfectly quiet, shy, polite student. Put me onstage with lines to remember and a monologue to perform, and you'll receive a performance from somebody who is totally different from that shy girl in class: this girl is confident, bold, herself. She doesn't shy away from the spotlight, nor do the faceless audience members make her blanch. Put me in a car with my friends in the summertime, put me with my parents at a tense family dinner, put me with my cousins on the beach, put me in a gym - who I am and how I act change almost as frequently as my situation does. So who am I? Besides being an avoid sloth enthusiast, my personality depends on the day. Each facade comes and goes as quickly as people come and go: the substitute teacher, my assigned partner for my science lab who I will never speak to again, my driving instructor. It depends on the weather, on my outfit, if I got a spot in close or had to make the brutal journey from far (which is honestly as bad as everyone makes it out to be, especially in the winter). I think my character will become more evident as I begin to post more. Honestly, I am eighteen years old: my personality will continue to change from now until I am ninety, and even then, it still will continue to grow. Somethings (for instance, how much I love food - I really love it) will never change, but I expect everything else to consistently keep changing. I once read that every cell in our body is replaced every seven years. Humans are fickle. We are all constantly changing, for better or for worse, striving to obtain our goals and dreams and desires, struggling on through life, all together towards one ultimate end destination, whether we know it or not. For now, all I can tell you is this: I love to write. I think I can express everything I am, all that I am feeling, through my writing. It is the best road map to my soul (that was maybe cheesy and very pretentious, and I am really hoping no one but Mrs. Fennelly will read this). |
I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark. - RAYMOND CARVER
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