The date and time it is minus December 29th, 1991 at approximately seven o'clock in the morning equals my age.
I have a wonderful boyfriend named Jeff who is my everything.
I have an obsession with Marilyn Manson, Motionless in White, astronomy, science in general, and Stephen Hawking.
I am a physics major, astronomy minor, and I play the piano.
I love heavy metal.
I'll beat you in chess.
My personality type is INTJ.
I'm a raw vegan and I don't have a religion.
I am very misanthropic.
I'm chronically anorexic.
I would waste time telling you about who I am, yet I'd rather you find out by yourself.
Instead of bitching about how society is oppressing you, realize that you are part of society, and you’re the one who makes the decision to let the opinions or words of the idiotic masses influence your ultimate behavior, self esteem, or opinions. If you truly were happy with yourself, “society’s” opinion wouldn’t even matter to you. How about growing a thicker skin, instead of trying to convince everyone and yourself that everyone is “special”. Welcome to reality. It’s a cold, dark place, and, even though this watered down world likes to disguise this fact, it’s all about natural selection. Those who are truly fighters, thick-skinned, mentally and physically strong, and who are independent are those who wind up with the more satisfying and longer lives. Those who need approval all of the time, are insecure, doubtful of their abilities, have low self esteem, and whine about how oppressed they are tend to get shoved into the dirt. Sorry, but many women (and men) need a wake up call. Stop being like children who need to be babied by others and told that you’re “special”, and start acting grown up and fucking own your lives.
So, I was watching a documentary about the recent landing of Curiosity on Mars, and the people on it were discussing how, within the next 20 years, we’re going to have people flying up to Mars. They’re already building simulation habitats on earth that serve as a replica of the ones that could possibly be used to house humans on said planet. The replicas are made out of glass and steel, which are used to “cage in” the habitat. There are plants and recyclable water in the habitat and humans will feed the plants with the carbon dioxide that we exhale, while the plants give us the oxygen we need to inhale. The architecture of this replica looked astounding. I’m pretty sure, however, that people will have to solely adapt to a plant based vegan diet while living in these habitats, which will be easy for someone like myself who is already a vegan, yet a bit challenging for future astronauts, physicists, and astrophysicists who will be flown up to live, explore, and study Mars. I am excited that, due to the field of study and life path that I chose for myself, I might have an opportunity to go out into space and to be one of the first people to step off onto Mars. A planet billions of miles away. It’s events such as these which really re-light the spark in my brain that drives me forward to my number one goal in my life, which is to be a scientist with a PhD. I am very impressed that this landing happened, excited about the future findings that Curiosity might make on Mars, and that there is a possibility, even though it’s a fairly slight one, that I might be one of the future scientists chosen to live on Mars to study it. Who knows? Maybe we will be able to turn Mars into a second earth, which will benefit our species greatly as our population continues to inflate immensely, while our natural resources are running dry, and the food, water, and air we need to survive continues to get ridiculously polluted. Anyways, this has been a random look into the mind of (future) Dr. Jamie. haha
Geniuses - Well, I am highly intelligent if I may say so myself, and I have met quite a few very intelligent INTJs, however, this stereotype is questionable. We tend to be very rational people who use logic as our main trains of thought which is what IQ tests determine. Rationality.
Psychopaths - Speaking for myself, I can get pretty psychopathic with regards to my eating disorder, and Isaac Newton was a pretty paranoid guy. This stereotype, again, depends on the INTJ, and is questionable. Stephen Hawking is an INTJ and he doesn’t seem psychopathic, and same with the now dead Christopher Hitchens.
No feelings - We have feelings. We just don’t feel like letting them interfere with our decision making or with our goals. Since we tend to ignore them to pursue our goals and plans, it appears to others who don’t know what goes on inside of our heads, that we don’t have feelings.
Atheist - Yes. Using rationality, critical thinking, and logic tends to turn one away from religion or the belief of a deity.
Cocky - I’m a cocky INTJ, and many of us are. (Note- I said MANY, not ALL.)
Not romantic - I’m only romantic towards one person, which, as he knows, isn’t my specialty. It’s not many of our strong points. We’d rather give our lover the gifts of independence, and shower them with the results of our hard work than to be outwardly romantic and gushy.
Arrogant - I am, however, I can’t speak for other INTJs. The ones that I have talked to seem to be arrogant as well.
Jerks - If you know me personally, you’d know I tend to have a morbid and sick taste of humor, which many can confuse for me being a jerk. I don’t know about other INTJs.
Brutal/direct - Yeah. Simple. To the fucking point.
Plan your death - I’ve thought out my own death, and I’d be lying if I said I haven’t thought about, or even imaginatively planed, someone else’s.
Appear to be on drugs - I’ve been accused of being on drugs due to some of the crazy things that come out of my mouth when I allow myself to speak, but I don’t know about other INTJs.
Walking contradictions - Yes.
Easily bored if not inspired - Definitely.
Don’t like asking for help - I like to do everything on my own, and will get insulted if someone insists on me asking someone else for help.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Everyone owns their own scalpel to their own sculpture, if you understand my metaphor. Everyone has their own preferences and their own likes and dislikes. Neither are right or wrong. They just are. If you need to seek acceptance from others for who you are and what you look like, chances are you don’t accept yourself. Instead of bitching about what’s “real” or “not real” when it comes to women, how about you just mold yourself into what you find to be beautiful so that this argument doesn’t even matter. I find extreme thinness to be beautiful in both genders. It’s just my taste. It’s not wrong or right. It’s just my opinion. Someone else might have a preference for curves and muscle and they’re fine to like whatever they like as well. It’s not a competition and it’s not a debate of wrong or right. Instead of being sexist and saying what a real woman is, how about let’s just look at the individual instead.
don’t have one, but don’t tell me or any other female what to do or not do with their own bodies. If a living thing is living in one’s body and absorbing their nutrients without their consent, that living thing is a parasite. A woman has the right to have that parasite removed.
Furthermore, if you don’t like sex, don’t have it, but don’t tell me or any other woman not to do it. Sex is healthy, it reduces stress, increases the strength of the immune system, boosts one’s confidence level, increases longevity, etc.
In addition, if you take “you’re sexy” as an insult, you’re a fucking idiot and YOU’RE the sexist. Men are, by nature, very visual creatures, and, scientifically, eye down a female in order to see if she is of good physical condition to reproduce. If a guy finds you to be sexy and to be worthy of reproduction, you should take that as a compliment and stop being so prude and oblivious.