Positive Pessimist Radiating Optimism

ESFP - The Performer You scored 63% I to E, 52% N to S, 9% F to T, and 68% J to P!

Your type is called the performer, and you very much feel "all the world's a stage". Your type is part of a larger category called experiencers or artisans. You are playful and funloving, and wish to help all those around you lighten up. You radiate warmth and optimism. Your motto is "eat, drink, and be merry". You share your type with over 10% of the population. You don't like to be alone - ever, if possible. You are always up on what is new and hot. As a romantic partner, you are fun and affectionate, leading an active life full of friends. You are naturually happy-go-lucky and supportive of your partner. You dislike confrontation, and will avoid conflict discussion at all costs. You tend to let things go, hoping they go away on their own. You feel most appreciated when your partner is affectionate and acknowledges the good deeds you do, but doesn't make a particularly big deal out of them. One of those personality tests again. Which is... disturbingly accurate. It wasn't that nice knowing through a test that my personality is common to more than a tenth of the population. But I reconciled that God has made me who I am, unique in all manner, which is all that matters. He not only loves me, He really likes me. -.- link-http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16567335035599898597

human nature.

The cup is always half full... of poison.

Like how I wouldn't talk about the yong tau foo uncle kindly asking me if he'd given me enough chilli sauce for my noodles, and how his wife came to my table just a few minutes later to make sure I had enough chilli sauce. But I might just grumble about how dilute the coffeeshop milo was in the morning.

Like how clients very readily write complaint letters rather than thank-you cards. Conversely, I wouldn't mention an understanding grateful kind of client but would happily rant about a stupid one. Looking on the brighter side of things, I suppose the latter sort would contribute to our little book of Veterinary Anecdotes. =.=

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I reckon that there are more pros than cons to being concise. If I were concise, I would say that in conversation, I would find it quite adequate to bring my point across by travelling in a straight line from point A to point B, without feeling a need to extrapolate and deviate from side to side through point A to A one, A two, A three and A four in a convoluted manner, sometimes even extending to point C, before I return to, or reach, point B, all in a blossoming flowery explosion of ideas which were thought to be essential in the explanations. Another good example of conciseness would be that if you tried to summarise my writings, you would very likely be successful in only condensing it to, at the very best, fifty percent of their original lengths, if you wanted to preserve their meanings. This is in contrast to a non-concise writer (i.e, a figurative smoker), whose writings you would probably be able to summarise to about five percent of their original lengths whilst still bringing their messages across quite effectively. If you speak to a non-concise person, you would be brought on a mental roller-coaster journey, and it would take you much concentration and effort to hang on and follow the conversation and its connotations. Or maybe, if they perceived that an event was too complicated to explain without dire consequences, they might just neglect to explain anything at all, or attempt to put forth a few words which generally end up quite an inaccurate reflection of the actual facts. This would then, of course, leave the listener perplexed and as a result, quite frustrated indeed. On the other hand, an innately concise person would avoid much misunderstanding and get straight on to summarising the current situation in a couple of sentences, allowing the listener to understand the critical points in a minute, leaving less important elaborations for a later time or date. I am concise, and therefore am not a journalist, writer or storyteller. Though I have had thoughts about attempting to be less concise, I think I have decided to stick to being what I am. No harm done.

Or I could have just said.

'Short' goes with 'sweet' for a reason. How much easier it'd be to live life with child-like simplicity. (Not ignorance. Seek wisdom from the Lord.)

*****

Jesus hung on a tree for us. His love and grace is all surpassing and sufficient.

Grace- noun
1. elegance or beauty of form, manner, motion, or action.
2. a pleasing or attractive quality or endowment.
3. favor or good will.
4. a manifestation of favor, esp. by a superior.
5. mercy; clemency; pardon: an act of grace.

Grace is a divine favor, one which I do not deserve. Look around, there is much pain and grief. I should be the one nailed to that cross. I should be the one suffering from that debilitating illness. But I am not, because the Lord has been gracious to me.

Thank you Lord, Jesus.

*****

And it's finally happened. I took a risk and put Noddy back on my bag... and lost his left leg forever. >.<