Shut Up and Let Me See Your Jazz Hands.

All over campus there are these huge patches of ice that are pretty much impossible to avoid. Especially on the Sever Street sidewalk. As I was trying to navigate my way across this one, while holding onto the fence for dear life, I got kind of mad. What on Earth are the thinking when they decide not to salt the sidewalk? I could fall and break something! But then the silver lining occurred to me. If I fall and break something, which will most likely happen because we all know how graceful I am, then my tuition will probably be paid in full. So thanks Becker. Keep up the good work.

DISCLAIMER: As an employee of Becker College I probably should NOT being insulting them on my blog. That is all.

Lately I've been wondering why it's been harder for me to think about things to blog about. And I've come to the conclusion that it's because my life is boring and I need to start living it. They say you should write what you know... but everything I know, I've either already written about, or is just so painfully boring that no one cares about it. I think that this is one thing that is really a downside to being an introverted hermit. I like to keep to myself, look to my own mind and emotions to find answers. But because of this, I don't have so many experiences to share.

In my business class my professor taught that people who are introverted tend to be a lot more depressed than people who are extroverted. I didn't say so in class, but I really do disagree with this. I don't think that introverts tend to be depressed. We just don't have to express our happiness in the same way that extroverts do. We don't feel that it's necessary to be obnoxious in public expressing the fact that we're in a good mood.

An introvert may express those same feelings by being alone and simply reveling in the fact that they feel content with a cup of tea and a good book. I think that extroverts, because they may not understand this, have the misconception that wanting to be alone and not party and join a social gathering, means that the person is depressed.

I should say that I don't have anything against extroverts and that I'm sure not all of them are like this. I just think that as an introvert who tends to be kind of "artsy", that I'm grouped into this category and I may as well try to defend myself and other introverts. Too bad I was too much of a pansy to say this to my professor...