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innies and outies

i think we take care of each other.

the introverts and the extroverts.

we help each other be what we think we can't be.

the introverts don't think they have the balls to be extroverts, and the extroverts motion the introverts to come out of their shell. the extroverts, like the introverts, assume that the rest of the world is like them. the extroverts think--assume--that there's an extrovert in everyone, and their belief in the introverts makes the introverts think that they too can become extroverted. so then the introverts become extroverts--at least for a minute or two, some for life.

the extroverts don't think they could ever just be calm, hush, have peace, quiet, oneness with themselves, God, or nature...or something. but introverts think everyone can do that, because introverts can. so the extroverts believe wholly the lie, because wouldn't an expert on quietness know quiet when he saw it? and then the extroverts become introverts--at least for a minute or two, some for life.

all this is an attempt to understand each other and be understood. in this scenario, first we attempt to understand each other, we encourage and are encouraged, and then before we know it the tables have turned, we're playing for the "other side."

only it's not a battle, at least not for some...but many people struggle with being born into a community where either innies or outies are valued more, and those people may not have the "correct" brain functioning to match what their society expects from them. in the western world, outies are valued. from what i've heard, Asian countries value innies more.

but in the end, can't everybody do anything they set their mind to, including a change in extroversion or introversion? people claim all the time that moving out of their parents' house made them an introvert or an extrovert, or maybe it was getting into the working world, or maybe it was a death in the family, or maybe it was a move to a foreign country.

then again, we can't help who we are, what genes we had, what experiences we had as children to socialize into one kind of person or the other.

again, i reiterate that the two groups can't live without each other. i'm happy to see that there's not one wikipedia for extroversion and one for introversion, the title is simply "Extroversion and Introversion." they belong together.

and on a completely different note...

i once thought all pain was the same, but since i don't know when i've begun to discover that all pain comes from the same place, just in different intensities.

and the surface is not all there is to people (obviously.) i started to think to myself, "the extroverts are the people who need stimulation from the outside world, they love to travel and explore, they are the columbuses and that's why God made extroversion." but then i love, love, love to travel, and people certainly consider me an introvert. so i think we must remember that even the most introverted people have moments of extroversion and even the most extroverted people have moments of introversion, and not be extraversionists or introversionists. (play on words of racist? maybe?)

that makes no grammatical sense. we don't call anti-semitists "Jewishists." unless 'semitic' means 'Jewish' in some other language...

i think introverts and extroverts fascinate each other... the introverts love to see human thought on display, coming out of the mouths of extroverts, haphazardly as it may sometimes be. and extroverts watch in awe as introverts process the meats of information and spit out the bones. or maybe they don't watch, they just read what the introverts have written, or painted, or performed on tape.

the meats of information? bones? what the hell?! sorry, i think i'm horny or something. :D

but of course they annoy each other as well. i've found some people are bothered by a person's lack of extroversion/introversion more than others.

another thing--i think the reason why sometimes it's difficult for me to accept my own introversion (if i even should) is due to the fact that i'm a female feminist.

our heroes are in the movies, and we are in the movies. sometimes we're our heroes, other times, not so much...

for some reason i'm thinking about when i learned to tie my shoes. in first grade i didn't know how, but it seemed like everybody else did. at first i didn't want velcro shoes because i thought they weren't cool, but then i saw the value in them as my embarrassing plight became more apparent. at that point of course my mother wouldn't let me have them; they were an easy way out and my sudden nonchalance in regards to style didn't matter anymore.

i remember mrs. deleon tying my shoes at recess. i needed a little help.

i remember her telling me it was important to learn this skill. i remember feeling guilty.

all i wanted to do was go out and play. but i couldn't do that without tied shoes, and i couldn't tie my shoes, so she was my best option. an option that would make me feel guilty, yes, i knew that, but at least afterwards i could continue with recess and hope as few people saw me as possible.

...seems a lot like my life these days.

i remember finally getting the rabbit to run around the tree. if i got that, what's so hard about a degree? what's so hard about riding a bike, earning a marching spot, getting into the top band, getting into the dream college?

a phrase just ran through my head: "this novel isn't very novel."

Studies show that the stereotypes are correct, introverts tend to excel more in academic environments which can bore extroverts. But what if Iím shy and unintelligent? Then what good am I?

I would rather be quiet and intelligent than loud and dumb, but I donít really have a choice in the matter. I can study, but that only yields some types of intelligenceÖ

- friday, jan. 30, 2009


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