One of my main goals during this past week of vacation was to wake up early enough to watch "The Today Show." This is on until 11:00 AM each morning, so waking up early enough wasn't really a struggle (but finding time away from my painting project was rather difficult). Anyway, I managed to watch a segment describing the characteristics of shy people and introverts and found this incredibly interesting. This is what I learned:
On being shy: Shyness is a physical, uncontrollable, chemical "problem." Often, shy people are uncomfortable in group settings and, when in such settings, have a variety of nervous/anxious symptoms (such as blushing, sweating, stuttering, racing pulse, etc.).
On being introverted: Introverts tend to need a lot of time to themselves to "re-charge," as The Today Show stated. It was also implied that introverts are pretty boring...
Well, surprise, surprise!, I am both shy and introverted. Lucky me.
The shyness thing: This really is troublesome for me. For example, if I am asked to simply introduce myself (and there is more than two people in the room), holy freaking crap load. I swear if I were wearing an extra padded bra, cami, sweater, and a winter coat, you could still see my heart pounding through my chest. Not to mention the gallon of blood that instantly rushes straight to my face and my hands that get clammy in half a second. I don't understand why this happens to me and I freaking hate it.
Also, me in a group setting? I might as well not even be there. I rarely say two words, because inevitably, all eyes will be on me (and as I described above, that doesn't go well).
My introvertedness: Basically, after talking to or being around any number of people for more than a couple hours at a time, you can bet your bottom dollar that I am just aching to be by myself for a while. It's so tiresome sometimes to be engaged with someone (smiling/laughing at stupid jokes, making stupid jokes, stressing about whether or not there is a giant booger hanging out of my nose, attempting to sound interested in football/baseball/basketball) and I can only handle so much at a time. And, I really do feel like I need time, at least once a day, to regroup, make lists, relax (mentally), stare at my Mint account, and have kindergarten-style quiet time.
Dating an extrovert who is incredibly outgoing is interesting, to say the least. He has a hard time understanding why I don't want to be introduced to twenty different people each time we go out and why I don't talk to any of his friends because "they all love you," he says. That last part I find incredibly hard to believe--how the heck could they "love" me if I've said three words two them my entire life (he tends to exaggerate quite a bit)? I'd also like to add how I feel terrible if/when my shyness comes off as bitchiness...I swear I'm not trying to at all--it's just another tragic effect of shyness.
In addition, he can't stand when I just need to be alone for a while to get out of my "mood" that was caused by nothing, except for having too little time to myself; he takes it personally and always thinks he's done something wrong, even when I tell him otherwise.
AHHHH! I just realized it's currently 1:05 AM. This post must come to an abrupt end--I have one heck of a long, stimulating day full of lots of football talk ahead of me :)
Good night!
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Saturday, August 31, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
The Facts
A while back I came across a few lovely ladies' blogs that I just love to read. These ladies (unknowingly) inspired me to start my own. Today while reading one of my favorite blogs, I decided to do the same linkup as she and discuss my facts. So, here goes nothing....
Fact 1: My entire first name is Andi. Not Andrea.
Fact 2: I love red wine. And beer. I think I get this from my dad. He is not an alcoholic, nor am I, but it's not very often that either of us go a night without indulging in one of these delicious beverages.
Fact 3: I am not married and not with child. But believe me, I want both of those very badly! Someday. Maybe soon, maybe not. I am perfectly happy doing whatever I want, whenever I want right now. But (probably sooner rather than later), this contentment is going to wear off.
Fact 4: I am partially obsessed with Taylor Swift. Seriously, she writes her own music, her lyrics always seem to say exactly what I wish I could, somehow all of her songs have such a catchy tune, and she is such a good person. What's not to partially obsess over?
Fact 5: I am obsessed with buying kitchen things. This might be a normal fact for many, but probably not for those that are kitchenless (like me). I currently live with my rents and my mom already has all of the necessary (and unnecessary) kitchen things and does 99.9% of the cooking. For some reason, though, I would much rather go shopping for spatulas and ovenmits than for jeans or jewelry. So, I have boxes upon boxes of never-been-used kitchen utensils just waiting to be used in my own kitchen someday.
Fact 6: My nickname is Penelope. There is no reason.
Fact 7: I hate animals. Of all sorts. My family always had pets when I was younger but I was never fond of any of them. In fact, in order for me to touch/hold a cat or puppy as a child I had to have a towel in my hands so I wouldn't have to come in contact with their fur. Nowadays, I could care less about holding one of those creatures. I know, right now you're probably thinking, 'what kind of a person doesn't like animals?'...but I am not a horrible person, I promise.
Fact 8: I am a ginger (or as some may call it, a "red-head"). Believe it or not, I am the ONLY one in my entire immediate and extended family that has red hair. Nobody knows where mine came from. Gosh, aren't I lucky. :/
Fact 9: I am a sucker for "48 Hours: Investigates" and "Dateline: Murder Mysteries." My dad jokes that if there were never any horrible crimes in this world, I would have no entertainment. Gosh, that sounds so morbid!
Fact 10: I don't wear socks with my flats. I don't even care if this fact might make my shoes and/or feet smell.
Fact 11: I am extremely emotional. It's rare for me to make it through the gift-card aisle without crying. I remember one time, I was picking out a birthday card for my sister and read one card that said, "You're more than just a sister, you're a friend," and I was sobbing. WHAT THE HECK? ...I should also mention the time I watched "Dancing with the Stars" and cried for at least two hours after the episode ended (in my defense, that episode's theme was to dance to a song that had meaning to you, and the meaning/story behind all of the songs were so touching!)
Fact 12: I am extremely sentimental. 99.9% of all the cards, letters, personal emails, notes, etc. that I have ever been given, I still have.
Fact 13: I love to dance. In lines. My beautiful friend Lauren (see her blog here) is my favorite line-dancing friend (and my mom, of course).
Welp, since I can't think of any more facts and this nite-time cold medicine is starting to kick in (at 5:15 PM), I'm calling this post complete.
Fact 1: My entire first name is Andi. Not Andrea.
Fact 2: I love red wine. And beer. I think I get this from my dad. He is not an alcoholic, nor am I, but it's not very often that either of us go a night without indulging in one of these delicious beverages.
Fact 3: I am not married and not with child. But believe me, I want both of those very badly! Someday. Maybe soon, maybe not. I am perfectly happy doing whatever I want, whenever I want right now. But (probably sooner rather than later), this contentment is going to wear off.
Fact 4: I am partially obsessed with Taylor Swift. Seriously, she writes her own music, her lyrics always seem to say exactly what I wish I could, somehow all of her songs have such a catchy tune, and she is such a good person. What's not to partially obsess over?
Fact 5: I am obsessed with buying kitchen things. This might be a normal fact for many, but probably not for those that are kitchenless (like me). I currently live with my rents and my mom already has all of the necessary (and unnecessary) kitchen things and does 99.9% of the cooking. For some reason, though, I would much rather go shopping for spatulas and ovenmits than for jeans or jewelry. So, I have boxes upon boxes of never-been-used kitchen utensils just waiting to be used in my own kitchen someday.
Fact 6: My nickname is Penelope. There is no reason.
Fact 7: I hate animals. Of all sorts. My family always had pets when I was younger but I was never fond of any of them. In fact, in order for me to touch/hold a cat or puppy as a child I had to have a towel in my hands so I wouldn't have to come in contact with their fur. Nowadays, I could care less about holding one of those creatures. I know, right now you're probably thinking, 'what kind of a person doesn't like animals?'...but I am not a horrible person, I promise.
Fact 8: I am a ginger (or as some may call it, a "red-head"). Believe it or not, I am the ONLY one in my entire immediate and extended family that has red hair. Nobody knows where mine came from. Gosh, aren't I lucky. :/
Fact 9: I am a sucker for "48 Hours: Investigates" and "Dateline: Murder Mysteries." My dad jokes that if there were never any horrible crimes in this world, I would have no entertainment. Gosh, that sounds so morbid!
Fact 10: I don't wear socks with my flats. I don't even care if this fact might make my shoes and/or feet smell.
Fact 11: I am extremely emotional. It's rare for me to make it through the gift-card aisle without crying. I remember one time, I was picking out a birthday card for my sister and read one card that said, "You're more than just a sister, you're a friend," and I was sobbing. WHAT THE HECK? ...I should also mention the time I watched "Dancing with the Stars" and cried for at least two hours after the episode ended (in my defense, that episode's theme was to dance to a song that had meaning to you, and the meaning/story behind all of the songs were so touching!)
Fact 12: I am extremely sentimental. 99.9% of all the cards, letters, personal emails, notes, etc. that I have ever been given, I still have.
Fact 13: I love to dance. In lines. My beautiful friend Lauren (see her blog here) is my favorite line-dancing friend (and my mom, of course).
Welp, since I can't think of any more facts and this nite-time cold medicine is starting to kick in (at 5:15 PM), I'm calling this post complete.
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| This is the only half-way corresponding picture I have for this post. My dancing boots (Fact 13). |
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