Are you a sprinter or a marathon runner?

Myers-Briggs personality test said that I am an Extrovert, which I can’t agree more with but I have sometimes got myself confused!

I like people, I love to talk to people, I care for people; but I can’t be a social butterfly who can just simply open her mouth to any persons, in any places, for any topics or any conversations. Sometimes I got very nervous in front of people, sometimes I feel extremely timid among the crowd and I just want to be invisible and hope people won’t spot me at all.

It reminds me on some friends that I’ve recently met. They are so friendly and chatty. They open their arms, their mouths and their hearts to you first time when you met them. Is this what we call an Extrovert person? Or this is just a sales/social skill? I would be very impress if this kind of person still remember my name after they made a round in the room and if they will still keep in touch with everyone that they ‘friend’ with on that night. As for me, I am so much opposite from persons like this.

I take it slow but steady. Slow but steady. I look, I observe, when I find a the opportunity, I get in to the circle. Just like the phrase “Veni, Vidi, Vici” (I come, I see, I Conquer); instead of I come and Conquer. I do not try to impress people on the first meeting or first time when we met. I won’t stripped to show you how nice my body is until we finally develop a relationship or trust between us. Which I think this somehow has got me in trouble because I am not extrovert enough to people that I first time meet, or to a group of strangers.

A similar situation just happened to me at a speedy career expo. It was so speedy until each person was only allowed for 3 minutes to talk about yourself, why you like the company, the position, why they should hire you. Then you will see they wrote down what you have said and they yell “NEXT”! To me, it seems like you just have to get the person’s attention, make a strong impression and sell yourself to them in 3 minutes before he yelled “NEXT”. Which to me, is like standing in front of him, count 1 to 3, take off my clothes and said I am beautiful, hire me! This seems to be a challenge to me because in most circumstances, I am more like a marathon runner than a sprinter.

You would notice that marathon runner will stick around longer than the sprinter. The sprinter will make the greatest impression to you at the first time you met him, but then, he will be gradually disappeared or he is really just not as good as first time when he said he was. However, as for the marathon runner, you will see him might be struggling at first, but after he observed and learn what’s around him; he will gradually improves himself and keep impressing the rest of them.

Again, are you a sprinter? Or a marathon runner?

Babies babies...more babies

So many of my friends have becoming parents recently. They either got married early or get married in a rush to welcome the new born. Thanks to the social networks which can easily connecting people from around the globe that allows me to see friends’ pictures all the time. One funny thing is, baby pictures have dominated most of my front page photos. All of the news feed are mostly friends’ wedding pictures, pregnancy pictures and then babies pictures, babies pictures then more babies pictures.

I started to get the fear of being a parent after seeing and hearing how much a woman has to go through the labor process, carrying kids, nurturing the kids, and finally raising them. I have to admit that I love children. I love to have my own too, but when it came to how to raise a good kid, I started to doubt at myself. I don’t think I can be a good parent. I am not talking about those bad habit such as gambling, smoking, drinking etc that make me a bad parent, but I am referring more to the upbringing for the children.

As we all know, babies are the purest thing in the world. They came to this world like a sheet of blank paper. We, the parents and the society are the one who paint and color on that sheet of paper. I am not an artistic person, I don’t know how to paint nor draw; therefore I am scared.

A day before I wrote this blog, a good friend of mine called. She just had a baby, a one month old baby boy. Then she kept going on how painful the process was, how many stitches she has to get and one month of ‘hell’ experience after the baby was born. This one month of ‘hell’ experience basically is a traditional believe of Chinese people on do’s and don’ts on the month after you gave birth. They believe that woman gets very weak after they gave birth, in order to get enough nutrition, to have a healthy body in order to produce enough milk to sustain, the woman has to eat only certain high temperature, high calories, high protein food every day. Not to mention that, she is not allowed to take shower and to expose to any water, rainfalls, wind, air-conditional and etc. They believe that these will cause her body weaker and effect the woman’s future health if she doesn’t follow those methods. Therefore Chinese celebrates the full moon, one month after the baby was born because they are also celebrating the freedom of the mom getting out of the ‘hell’.

I guess it is really hard to imagine or even think about it until you experienced it, isn’t it? Oh boy! What a process…

I forget to say "I love you"

I am having trouble justify when is the right time to say the three words. Was there a procedure telling you, you are allowed to say the 3 words after you've spending certain time in dating? Or you can only pop these words only when he said them first? Or you can only say them during the special occasions? The more often you said it, the less meaningful they are? I have so many questions in my mind which I don't know who can answer. Therefore I went with what my heart told me. I said it when I feel like telling him "I love him." I said it when I am in loved and when I adore him. ------------------------- Time after time, I notice that he also said the words; but instead of the 3 words, he uses 4 words now - I love you too. My curiosity struck me, so I had to ask why he did not say the 3 words to me anymore? He said " I am sorry, sometimes I forget. Please remind me if I forget next time......" ..................................

Save the best for last?

Save the BEST for last!

Have you ever wondered if you are the "save the best for last" type of person? Have you ever save your favorite type of food on your plate for last? Will you enjoy your favorite delicious, greasy, crunchy slice of bacon only after you finished the omelet, toasts, fries on your plate? Or you are the one who will eat your favorite food on the plate when it was freshly served to you?
When it comes to food, I think I like to enjoy the first bite on my favorite food and also finishing the meal with the last bite of the favorite food on the plate. But when it comes to relationship, I will not save the best for last. I will enjoy it at the very first moment till the end.

A guy that I know - Carl, likes to give his loves and passions to his love one until the very last moment of his day, week, month or year. He likes to smell the roses on the way home, he likes to sit down and experience life or share stories with people around him and last thing he would do is to come home to his favorite person.

Deep in his heart, he loves his wife a lot; but it is not the first thing he would express or do when he thinks of her. Because in his philosophy, he thinks he should save the best for last. He should go out and experience life, he should go mingle with people, help others, learn something; then when he is done with his "routine social networking life" he will certainly remember to come home to the comfort zone, he would like to cuddle and share all of his ups and downs of his day with the love one. Unfortunately, most of the time when he came home, it was already passed midnight or he was too tired and felt asleep on her arm while he was started to tell her how his day went.

Next morning, they repeat the same routine and he came home either exhausted or drunk. But he did some sweet things to his spouse, he kissed her good night, he hugged her and tell her she is the pretties woman in the world and said he was so lucky to have her in her life. Next thing you know, he happily felt asleep on her arm again.

Sadly, they don't really talk. She normally know about his stories from his friends and co-workers. This is because he save too much of the "BEST" for the "LAST".

Sometimes, I think a relationship is not about destiny; it is about the process. If he brought her in to the journey of smelling roses along the road, that would have done a different impact to their relationship.