Showing posts with label definitions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label definitions. Show all posts

6.18.2009

on what it means to be an imp...

Do to the number of people I have had ask me about what it means to feel impish, I decided to write this blog. I will now direct any questions about this matter to this page.

An imp is defined as a small demon.

A commonly used synonym for impish is mischievous.

I think with those two things, you can come up with a few good mental images of what it means to feel impish. :)

5.20.2009

the best descriptive words...

Words that I would like to be associated with me: lovely, captivating, funny, charming, witty, trusting, trustworthy, exciting, true, pretty, smart, knowledgeable, open, friend, unique, respectable, confident, mysterious... I should stop now, before the world thinks I am completely conceited, but here is the thing, I was writing today and I realized that the character I was creating, was an image of part of me that I wish existed. She is these things, at least in my head; she is more too. Perfection is so easily reached on paper...

3.04.2009

definition...

I hate being defined. I hate being put in a box. However, the facts are that I have one. Everyone has one Miriam Webster was kind enough to give me mine. Or, at least to flesh it out.

Introvert
: one whose personality is characterized by introversion; broadly : a reserved or shy person.
Introversion:
the state of or tendency toward being wholly or predominantly concerned with and interested in one's own mental life.

Small:
of a size that is less than average
Synonyms:
bantam, diminutive, dinky, dwarf, dwarfish, fine, little, pint-size, pocket, pocket-size , puny, pygmy, slight, smallish, undersized

Related Words:
petite, scrubby, stunted, bitty, inappreciable, infinitesimal, micro, microscopic, midget, miniature, miniaturized, minute, teeny, teeny-weeny, tiny, wee, underweight, meager, poor, scant, scanty, scarce, skimpy, slender, slim, spare, sparse, stingy, deficient, inadequate, insufficient, lacking, wanting

Mother:
a female parent.
Wife:
a female partner in a marriage.
Female: of, relating to, or being the sex that bears young or produces eggs.
Parent: one that begets or brings forth offspring.

Blogger: a Web site that contains an online personal journal with reflections, comments, and often hyperlinks provided by the writer.
Writer: one that writes; author.

Passive-aggressive: being, marked by, or displaying behavior characterized by the expression of negative feelings, resentment, and aggression in an unassertive passive way (as through procrastination and stubbornness).
Procrastinator: to put off intentionally and habitually.
Stubborn: unreasonably or perversely unyielding; performed or carried on in an unyielding, obstinate, or persistent manner.

Skeptic:
a person who is always ready to doubt or question the truth or existence of something.
Synonyms: disbeliever, doubter, questioner, unbeliever
Related Words:
cynic, misanthrope, pessimist, derider, ridiculer, scoffer


Logical:
capable of reasoning or of using reason in an orderly cogent fashion
Dreamer: one who lives in a world of fancy and imagination.
Oxymoron: a combination of contradictory or incongruous words; broadly : something (as a concept) that is made up of contradictory or incongruous elements

Friend:
one attached to another by affection or esteem; one that is not hostile.
Sympathetic: existing or operating through an affinity, interdependence, or mutual association; given to, marked by, or arising from sympathy, compassion, friendliness, and sensitivity to others' emotions; showing empathy.
Empathetic: the action of understanding, being aware of, being sensitive to, and vicariously experiencing the feelings, thoughts, and experience of another of either the past or present without having the feelings, thoughts, and experience fully communicated in an objectively explicit manner.

I'm done. This is my box. For now. At least, the box I could think of. I'm sure you all could add. You should. Tell me more, I'll define myself further into my box. I do not think it is a bad thing, I think it healthy to realize who you are and who you want to be. To accept where appropriate and make changes where they should be made. This was fun. Cathartic. Highly recommended.

Edit: Linking this blog to Jenn's. Here she waxes beautifully about identity and definition.

2.04.2009

everybody else is doing it...

This is going rampant on facebook right now. I feel that I already did it... twice. (See here and here.) However, I suppose I enjoy doing such things, and so I will do it again.

RULES: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

(To do this, go to "notes" under tabs (+) on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)

1. I constantly crave Mexican food, especially enchiladas.

2. Moths are terrifying. It doesn't matter what anyone else says, they are creepy and should be avoided at all costs.

3. I wish that I could spend at least an hour every day alone at a coffee shop writing.

4. My kids are the cutest kids on the planet. There are other very cute kids that exist, and I'm pretty sure I know most of them, but my kids are still number one.

5. I have a problem with folding laundry. It is my least favorite chore and I wish I could afford to pay someone to do it for me. In fact, I would rather clean the bathroom than fold laundry. Icky.

6. Sometimes I have dreams that are so real that when I open my eyes I have a hard time determining if they actually happened or not. Sometimes this is awesome (Picture getting the worlds best massage in your dream, waking up and thinking it was real, and not having to actually pay for it!). Sometimes this is terrifying (Picture watching your friends being systematically killed off by some psycho cult while you are forced to watch).

7. I love my job. The people I work with are amazing and the kids I get to watch are so sweet!

8. I have a secondary online persona that is totally opposite of me. She can completely kick butt and has absolutely no fears. She is confident and she has no problem making new friends. A few of my friends have had the pleasure and honor of getting to meet her. heehee.

9. Part of me wishes I could travel the world, but part of me loves sitting at home with my family and just doing nothing.

10. There are a lot of nights when I have trouble sleeping. When I'm not sleeping at night, my brain goes crazy... literally.

11. I want to have a giant bathtub.

12. I love having my face tickled.

13. One of my faults is not knowing when to let go of someone and just let God take them into his hands.

14. Another one of my faults is being so passive aggressive that I let people get away with hurting me in ways they shouldn't but never say anything about it. I just go home and hit a pillow instead.

15. I love to get on facebook and go through people's photos. It is so fun to see how people have changed and to remember fun times from the past.

16. I still call Adri, Joanna, and Heidi my roommates. I love those girls like sisters even though I don't see enough of them.

17. I hate following recipes, but I love to make up my own.

18. It would be so great to go back to school. I miss classes and writing papers and being forced to read. I wish I still had a professor giving me grades to do those things just so I will take the time to do them.

19. The smell of sweet peas takes me directly back to childhood and brings my grandpa's smile to the front of my mind.

20. When Josh is gone, I sleep with Elephant and Mouse.

21. Jenna's pouty face is absolutely hilarious to me. When she does it, I see myself. It makes me want to laugh, and then call my mom and apologize.

22. Cake is my friend. Chocolate cake. Especially the chocolate cake at Applebee's with the chocolate yumminess on the inside and the ice cream.

23. I wish I was a millionaire. Not so that I could have really nice things or live anywhere different, but so my husband could be home with me and our kids everyday instead of at work.

24. Individuality is vitally important to me. Maintaining my own. Seeing people I know maintain their own. It is so important to keep your own interests and self no matter what part of life one is in or who someone is dating or married to.

25. Blogging is therapy to me. I love getting comments on my blogs, because then I don't have to pay for a therapist. However, sometimes I wish that people could not take me so seriously and just enjoy my writing. I write to be heard, but also to entertain people and to give people an escape from life. I read to escape, I write to provide an escape to others. This one is such a contradiction. I know.

10.04.2008

the truth? you can't handle the truth...

Gotta love A Few Good Men... Anyhow...

The truth is: I'm not static. I change. I adapt. I make do. I live up to what people think about me more than I should. However, I believe what I believe. I find that my views have started changing a lot more as I age though. I often try to let life teach me, but I've found that it is better to let God teach me instead.

The truth is:

My greatest desire is still to publish a book. However, I can't get away from the fear of other people reading what I write.

I love the water. I still watch our fish swim and wish I could too.

I'm not sure I want to live in Europe anymore, but I'm starting to think about Alaska.

I definitely want to learn Latin.

Being in a tent in the woods is good for my soul. I want to go camping more.

My house is comforting to me.

Sometimes I feel like I am losing myself and the dreams I used to have.

I suck at adapting to new situations.

Poetry makes my heart sing. Robert Frost makes me all warm inside.

Music has abandoned me. A lot of times it makes me edgy.

Food is gross. I don't understand people who take pleasure in it.

Morning always comes too soon.

I feel uneasy about the fact that I don't feel like I need to diet or exercise. I like my body. However, I sometimes feel like I should act like I don't in order to fit in.

I'm utterly and completely insecure.

My confidence seems to be disappearing day by day.

I'm scared of thunderstorms.

I'm also scared of crowds.

I play World of Warcraft. And I'm not ashamed of it.

Sometimes I feel like I can't feel enough.

I still like tequila and beer.

I have trust issues.

My kids are wonderful, but I fear losing my identity because I'm a mom.

I need my friends.

My husband and I don't fight.

Being passive aggressive makes me angry, but I can't do anything about it because I'm passive aggressive.

I think that might be enough for tonight, but this feels good. I had forgotten how great it feels to define myself out loud. I might do this again soon. Maybe next time I'll post all new truths, but I felt like a comparison would be fun for tonight. If you feel so inclined, I would encourage you to write your own list of truths and post it to your blog... and then let me know. I'd love to get to know my friends and even people I don't know very well a little better.

april 11, 2006

I wrote this a couple of years ago...

I'm going to post another blog tonight as well...

Stick with me on this one... it's kind of interesting.


The truth is: I'm not static. I change. I adapt. I make do. I live up to what people think about me more than I should. However, I believe what I believe and I have had the same basic views for most of my life. I let life teach me what it wants to, and I adjust to those lessons.
The truth is:

My greatest desire is to publish a book

I get jealous of fish and people who know how to swim

I want to live in Europe

I want to learn Latin

I want to own my own tent

I feel most secure when I'm not at home

Robert Frost's poetry makes my heart skip a beat

My dreams are all I have

Music is more soothing to me than almost anything else

I like to light candles and do yoga to calm down

If I could get away with it I wouldn't eat... I don't like food

Dusk is better than dawn

I could sit outside and look at the stars from the time the first one shows up until the last one disappears night after night after night

I like my body, but I hate the fact that I cant say that without sounding conceited

I think I have a great ass

My eyes are the bluest after I cry

I can cook

I can sing

I lack the confidence to do many things that I desire to do

My greatest weakness is fear

I'm still scared of the dark

I like to jump in puddles

I love to frolic in the rain

Dessert is my vice

I play video games

There is nothing that says I like you like a massage

There is only one time that I haven't acted on an urge to make the first move

Winning my heart is the easiest thing anyone could ever do, however, I make it seem hard to protect myself

I feel too much

My friends are more important to me than anything else

I crumble under pressure

I cry myself to sleep more than I should because I take everything so personally

I'm the black sheep

I have more caffeine in my system than any other substance

I like tequila and beer (and soon I can like them legally)