Cyn's Rabbit Hole

tell me what your favorite color is!



Red?
Yellow?
Pink?
Purple?
Black?
Green?
Orange?
Brown?
Grey?
Blue?
White


Will tell you why tomorrow. :-)

idealist
Originally uploaded by cokeycyn.


Ever heard of the Myers-Brigg test? It's a personality test that's supposed to tell you how you prefer to think, absorb information, deal with people and stuff like that.

Take a look at me, and think... do you think I'm:
Extrovert or Introvert?
Intuiting or Sensing?
Thinking or Feeling?
Judging or Perceiving?

Funnily enough, I started out in 1997 as a ENTP. Then I moved on around 2001 to ENTJ. Then a psychiatrist for the Canadian Olympic Team (isn't that cool? Our office brought her in to "analyze" us) said I'm ISTJ.

Now this very high-tech on-line quiz is saying that my middle two are NF -- Idealist. So I'm likely either an INFJ or INFP. It's been a while since I've had any indications of being a "P", so I guess it's INFJ now.

Weird!

Sorry for the shameless plug. Well... at least it's for a good cause: My mom. hehe

My mom is making perpersonalized rosaries for Christmas -- personalized meaning according to birthstones or favorite colors, size of cross, and the weight of the beads.



So if you feel like going over to buy a few rosaries, just give my mom a text or leave me an e-mail addy!

Oh, she also does some jewelry, using ordinary beads, glass beads, Bangkok beads, authentic swarovski crystals, and cultured fresh water pearls. No no, not all together. ;-) But she has a lot of designs. If you're interested, just holler. She can even personalize designs for you if you're looking for a particular look or trying to match a particular blouse.



:::end of shameless plug:::

Upgrade time!

As soon as the iPod photo came out, I knew that Vic just HAD to have one. Honestly, it's a dream toy for someone into music, photography, Apple schtuff and racing (yes, racing)! So how could I say no? (In all honesty, he didn't even have to ask. But don't tell him that.)

So goodbye to Vic's 15GBB iPod, and a teary goodbye to Cyn's 15GBB iPod, and helLO iPod Photo! What a dream. Worth every cent.

but now you see... i'm podless me.

feels sad. my tungsten is lonely, especially since my keeyut little cybershot is on the blink at the moment. suddenly, my bag has significantly reduced its value to "insignificant" and its weight to "happy shoulder" level.

*sigh*

and now, the "buy it! BUY it! BUY IT!" demons are back in my ear. What dangerous times we live in.

When I was in college, I thought that I was going to be some hotshot activist little girl, who went out to the world and actually made a big difference. I was part of marches to the senate protesting the lack of justice for victims of violence. I was a member of the anti-establishment political party in school.

I even attended this *potentially* man-hating society-resenting course called WomaLit (technically Women in Literature but really, it was a Feminist course. "How our literature reflects society's imposition of limitations on women"), that I thoroughly enjoyed. [though this is potentially a bigger topic for another day!]

But here I am, slugging it out in the corporate world.

A generic "pan-asian with Chinese tendencies" girl of "average" height, in the over-congested world of middle management, in the ever-growing functional expertise of consumer marketing.

I drive the very generic corporate car of a Toyota Corolla, and read all the bestselling novels that pretty much everyone reads. I like watching movies. Favorite pasttime of the entire Filipino community.

I work long hours in a competitive environment, and I sometimes look forward to moving up in Marketing (though, honestly, the only definition of "marketing promotion" in this company is an in-store effort to get consumers to buy more. You'd probably get a blank stare from the words "promotion in marketing".) And besides... Even people closest to me have said "brand managers are a dime a dozen."

I'm playing the current fad sport of badminton, and like to wear U2, Bass, Nike, and occasionally Marks & Spencer. Oh except in badminton, when I wear my one and only pair of Adidas shoes. ;)

I am an average photographer, average badminton player, sucky golf player (of all the sucky golf players in the world ...), dabbler in piano and voice, and I've lost all touch at writing and drawing. I've also lost those bursts of inspiration that used to wake me up at 3 a.m. with the strong urge to just DRAW! or WRITE! NOW!

Quite odd where I turned out. I thought I was going to be a lot more different than this.

Hmmm.

tomorrow.

I'll think about being special me tomorrow. Maybe.