I'm an ISFP

I'm an Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving Person! Wahaha... That's a mouthful... Rewind a few hours back... After tearing my house into a wreck (it was a wreck before i did it but 'twas a wreck on a smaller scale)... I took a personality test! It's official... I'm an ISFP...



Read!



ISFPs are the first to hear the different drummer. Many eagerly plunge into new fashions, avant garde experiences, 'hip' trends--some even setting the trends.


More in touch with the reality of their senses than their INFP counterparts, ISFPs live in the here and now. Their impulses yearn to be free, and are often loosed when others least expect it.



The ISFP who continually represses these impulses feels 'dead inside' and may eventually cut and run. (One ISFP friend has become nonambulatory within the past few years. He will still, on impulse, leave home in the middle of the night and go to Las Vegas or wherever, regardless of the difficulties of his physical condition.)


ISFPs may be quite charming and ingratiating on first acquaintance, flowing with compliments which may (or may not) be deserved.



On other occasions, the same individual may be aloof and detached. Some ISFP males are fiercely competitive, especially in sport or table games, and may have great difficulty losing.



This competitive nature, also seen in other SP types, sometimes fosters 'lucky,' 'gut' feelings and a willingness to take risks.


Organized education is difficult for the majority of ISFPs, and many drop out before finishing secondary education. Their interest can be held better through experiential learning, at which many excel.



ISFPs will practice playing an instrument or honing a favored skill for hours on end, not so much as practice as for the joy of the experience.


Differential diagnosis:
ISFPs are less fantasy-oriented than INFPs. These types are often confused, however, INFPs lean strongly to daydreams, poetry, prose and more philosophical pursuits; ISFPs often live out 'id' experiences rather than writing or even talking about them.


ISFJs are driven by the conventional, by 'should's and 'ought's; ISFPs internalize their Feeling (by nature a judging function) which bursts out spontaneously and leaves as quickly and mysteriously as it came.


Because of these variant expressions of Feeling judgement, ISFPs are sometimes confused with ESFJs, but keep themselves more aloof, more often concealing the feelings that ESFJs are so apt to expose.


ESFPs express thoughts more readily (and, in the main, skillfully). ISFPs can and do perform admirably in the spotlight, but generally have little to say about the performance. For example, few ISFPs would be disc-jockeys, a field strongly represented by ES_Ps.


Functional Analysis:


Introverted Feeling
Feeling, unbridled by the external forces of society and substance, is the dominant function. ISFPs spontaneously develop their own codes and credos, about which they are quite sober and intense. ISFPs are questors, driven to find the pure and ideal, as personally and individually defined. Feeling may temporarily turn outward, but cannot be long sustained beyond its cloistered home.


If the individual has values greater than herself, feeling may express itself in valiant acts of selflessness. Turned in upon self, however, it becomes an unscrupulous, capricious enigma, capable even of heinous acts of deception and treachery.


Extraverted Sensing
ISFPs keep a finger on the pulse of here and now. They are more adept at doing than considering, at acting than reflecting, at tasting than wondering. As do most SPs, ISFPs keenly sense color, sound, texture, and movement. It is not unusual for ISFPs to excel in sensory, motor, or kinesthetic abilities.


ISFPs cherish their impulses. Some of the most beautiful, graceful, and artistic performances are the result of this drive for physical, sensate expression.


Introverted iNtuition
Tertiary intuition works best in the background of the ISFP's inner world. Perhaps this is the source of the "gut feeling" SPs consult in matters of chance. However "lucky" the ISFP may be, intuition as a means of communication is a poor servant, evidenced in spoonerisms, and non sequiturs and mixed metaphors.


Extraverted Thinking
The ISFP may employ Extraverted Thinking in external situations requiring closure. As is the case with inferior functions, such Thinking behaves in an all or nothing manner. Thus, as with other FP types, the ISFP's Extraverted Thinking is at risk for a lack of context and proportion.

In most cases, persons of this type enjoy greater facility operating in the open-ended style of sensing, implying the opinions of feeling values in the indirect fashion characteristic of introverted functions.

Famous ISFPs:

Marie AntoinetteAuguste Rodin (executed by beheading if I'm not mistaken...)

U.S. Presidents

Ulysses S. Grant
Millard Fillmore, "The American Louis Philippe"
Warren G. Harding

Fred Astaire
Marilyn Monroe (Dead)
Liberace (Very Gay)
Elizabeth Taylor
Yogi Berra, professional baseball player ("It's deja vu all over again.")
Dan Rather
Orrin Hatch, U.S. Senator
Ervin "Magic" Johnson, NBA basketball star
Patrick Duffey
Dan Quayle, U.S. Vice President, 1988-1992
Paul McCartney
Christopher Reeve
Michael Jackson(OH TIDAK!!!)
Kevin Costner
Greg Louganis, U.S. Olympic gold medalist(Gay- Died in AIDS related problems)
Brooke Shields
Britney Spears(Bisexual... GASP!!!)
John Travolta
Ashton Kutcher(Anak ikan Demi Moore)
Donald Trump (Damn kaya)

Hmmm...

Finished the first half of my workload... Time to Celebrate...

As per title!

Anyway, things that happened to me during my idle mode...

Got another nose piercing... Got my nips pierced as well... I DIY-ed.

Left nose piercing got cartilage growing inside... Dealt with that during my free time.

My nose picked a fight with a pair of scisors, the scisors fought dirty, as you can see, considerable amount of blood was shed. The scisors got thrown out from open window from 6th floor...

Abang Dani called to tell me he's leaving me... I know it sounds gay... BUT, ye la... He's leaving Langkawi maaa moving on to Lotus Cars... Some managerial post in Kay Hell... Ai...

What else...

I didn't get the job... Sighs... But I'm doing Laman Padi thingy on the 23rd. Think I'm renting a room around there tomorrow because the function starts at 9... Meaning I'll have to be there 8.30 am, meaning I need to leave the nest at about 8.00am, meaning I need to get up at 7.00, meaning... AH... Such a meaningful sentence...

Money coming in 28th.

A rehearsal on that day and another function on 29th! HM Aerospace Graduation Batch 12. Will be wearing Pilot Uniform this time around... Wahahaha...

Really wanna go out from the island for a while. Just go some where... Losing weight summore but face makin tembam... Isk! I guess the fat just shifted position...

The nest needs cleaning... Again!

Missing some one painfully at the moment... There's never a day that I didn't think about this person just before I go to bed, when I wake up, I'll think of this person too... But I guess it's just me... 3 months now... Sighs...

Fish doing OK, snake got down with mouth-rot... Sighs...

Will not be going back to suprise Shah on his wedding. Thing changed. Juliana bought a corset in Australia for (gasps) RM600 just to wear with the Kebaya... Ju!!! Masuk meminang I cepat!!!

Am waiting to go out with Abang Dani later... Lepak2 before he leaves Langkawi...

My latest obsession- Hoya from Durian Perangin put out floret buds... YAY! I know the plant looks fugly to most... Hoya leaves, being next to indestructable, can last long... So lichen and moss can grow on the leaves... Very easy to grow too... U have to be radioactive to kill a hoya!

A sneaky preview of the new BUTT (bud lah!)

Hoya is unique because they will flower again and again on the same flower stalk... The stalk willcontinue to grow longer each time meaning longer flower stalk= more flower... Am excited! Can't wait to see what Hoya is this...

I booked the studio again on Sunday, 6am.

What can I say?

I'm feeling masochistic nowdays... Kawan2 sila beri support!

Boring Sunday...

Pix from the Durian Perangin trip where Cik CT Hanim was visually sexually assaulted by a mat salleh father-son duo... Lucky her...

A trip to Lubuk Semilang. Another Hoya hunting trip alone... Damn white ulat bulu (caterpillars) falling down from trees and hiding among roots and branches almost gave me multiple orgasms (heart-attack!!!). They're like pussycat!!! Rich hair growth... White... And moving like someone who really needed to pee so badly... Damn scary! Geli Pakcik!

Alocasia denudata?

Nice place... Too bad... Nothing is being done here... I learned that only 2 houses are in operation... Got the contact number of the manager... Mebbe I'll think of sumthing crazy to do here...

Nice vines... Nice woody sounds so vulgar...

A Hoya with patterns on its' leaves... Hehehe... I asked for permission to sample some... From the authorities and also from the spirits... Ngeee... Takmau la if later ada sora pompuan dok nyanyi lagu Pulangkanlah kat tingkap bilik gue... Nggak mao lho... Seram banget... Mati dech...

Me with my new piercing... I look like a goldfish... A friggin goldfish!

Today I finally came to my senses and realised that ms. Sufina is an evil promoter of shops that she doesn't own... My most expensive buys happened with her... Today i bought these lovelies Vietnamese Baju with Dragon pattern... Wakaka... Baju Dinner...

Me in my comot but comel mode...

With a heavy heart I need to tell my dear readers and all you cyber voyeurs out there... I'll be in my idle mode from now on...

Until I can finish my work... Been postponing my work for 3 months now... Now that I'm me again... Haven't been myself all this while...

I think I need to finish my work and settle outstanding workloads. Things need to be done...

1. 10 viewpoints to be aired on 20th this month...

2. Merdeka programs...

3. Ramadhan programs...

4. Anything else they ask me to do, I'll do...

So in other words, to put it bluntly- I'm not fucking posting anything until I fucking finish my fucking shits... :D

The fucking End for now....

Enough is Enough

Enough said, I'll ignore everything unpleasant in my life from now on.

The day before yesterday I was hard hit by boredom. So I tried sending some sms asking people to get adventerous with me. No reply. Typical.

Then I decided, hey, I can do what I want alone. Heck, I can even have sex with myself if I want. Hehehe... Asexually... Eeee...

Anyway, I drove up all the way to Durian Perangin for a solo session of Plant Raid! This time my target is Hoya. Read online that some foreigner managed to smuggle out specimens of Hoya Lacunosa "Durian Perangin, Langkawi" out of Malaysia.

Hmm... Tempting...

So I went... Armed with a pair of scisors, torchlight (just in case I got crazy and decided to stay until later for night fishing) inside my old bag.

On the way up, I strained my eyes to see Hoya. But no Hoya. I almost slipped on the way up because the stone stairs became a mini waterfall. Now I know why people call it a waterfall... It's slippery when when with water and if you're not careful, you'll fall. Right?

BY THE WAY, I ONLY PICK UP PLANTS THAT WERE KNOCKED DOWN FROM THE TREES BY STRONG WIND. I DID NOT, I REPEAT I DID NOT PLUCK THEM FROM WHERE THEY'RE GROWING.

At 6pm and no one in sight... I reached the top alone. Nobody but myself. Wanted to pee so bad, but was affraid of hidden cameras. Then on as I was about to give up... I saw a clump of something hangin on a low branch which upon closer inspection HOYA! A small leaved species of either Hoya or Dischidia... Hmm... Donwanna talk long-long... Pix of the small leaved specie

The leaves on this specie is approx. 1 inch long and half wide. As you can (barely) see, there are 2 different colored leaves. 1 is dark green and bumpy, while there other 1 is smooth and yellow. I noticed that there's 1 flower stalk here.

Then on the way down, more of the specie can be seen and then, there's something else hanging slightly above the Hoya sp 1... That plant!

Can anyone ID this for me?

Then more Hoya...

I think this is the H. lacunosa (Durian Perangin, Langkawi). Longest leave is about 3 inches ++, width at its' widest is about 1.5 inches ++, My estimate... I'm not vewy good at estimating stuffs in inches... I always exagerrate... Hehehe...

And another 1...

And another 1...

Well, this one and the one before it is almost the same. Same yellowish leave color, but compared side to side, the leaves does look different in shape. One is slightly more elongated.

And of course I'd have another try of Dischidia imbricata. I killed the one I collected earlier by "planting" it in soil... Now I'm smarter... I tied them up to a piece of wood, gave me a woody in the process... I am so into BDSM nowdays.

Return of the MAC

Lesson learned yesterday.

You treat people like shit, they'll treat you nicely (doesn't matter if they pretended to do so in your presence... It's cool as long as they do it). Treat people nicely, people will treat you like shit.

BTW... Good news turned out to be a temporary one. Just as I expected.

Typically predictable.

Hyper-tension is getting worst. My doc insisted anti-depressant pills which apart from making me un-depressed (if there is such thing) will also make me...

1. Make a cannon out of my butt... A bad case of the princess Diarrhea.

2. Make me all woozy and sleepy.

3. Make me dumb for as long as I'm taking those damned pills.

4. Will take me off my job (unfortunately my only source of income for now... Need to get the body ready for some prostituting job on the side... Hehehe) for just about a month or two...

So... Should I?

Or should I just bear the nagging headache behind my ears everytime some fookers annoy me with something?

Dono lah...

Help me! My butt is like shrinking and fast... Just the other day I bought some nice butt-hugging slack pants... Been hanging on my dresser since then, so I pulled out the labels and wore them to the slaving den (opis ler), guess what... They didn't fit like when I bought them! Dang... Them low quality pants expanded even without washing...

Hehehe... Next month I'll buy 2-3 sizes smaller...

I think at the rate of my body weight is falling, by next year, I'll be just groin, legs and chest with nothing in between...

My motivational quote to lose weight fast is "Stick figure is extremely attractive, fat polar bear is NOT!". Enuff said.

Hell my tendency to cut stuffs made Chef out of me.

I slept right after work until almost midnight. Woke up hungry and I kept hearing dat darn song in my mind just now... Return of the Mac... Return of the Mac...

So I surrendered myself to the song and I made another masterpiece of Baked Macarony.

Yeap... Return of the Mac(arony Bakaq)! Muahahahaha...

Pix...

Saute these...

With this... While doing it...

Beat this with a lil bit of salt and pepper.

Tips- think of all the failed relationship you've had over the years. I over did it. The eggs turned out to be fluffy merengue-like. Hehehe...

Add this...

And this...

And this...

By the way, this is the smart way in making breadcrumbs (crackercrumbs)... Use unsalted crackers, smash em right there in their packaging... Again, old long dead love memories will help.

Before baking...

After baking...

First cut is the deepest... Katanya...

Eat this with chilli sauce! Nyum~!

Muka kenyang!

Yesterday was funny. Why? 1 situation. 2 different ways of asking for things to be done.

1 is by being nice. You can ask for things politely. Nothing happened. Zip! Nada!

2, you can be rude, shout, throw some tantrum, and then just totally ignore those little people.

Miraculously... You'll get your way.

Funny how some people went just to make things difficult and are willing to go extra mile just to annoy people.

They do stuff not because they have to do it. But because they want to do it and because the fact that they can do it.

It's like "Hey, I might be getting paid less than you, but I am more more senior than you, even though I am wrong but I've been doing this since even before you were born..."- kind of thing. I would like to fucking po9litely point that in time, even text books will be revised and updated.

Seniority rules. Right. Most of the time, old stuff expires first, unless it's a classic.

I dont need help. Help is for people who have problem.

I am handling my problems in my own way.

Need to get out and kill stuff.

Do I fucking look like I need a fucking help?

Therapy... Home-Cookin

I think this latest craze of smoking my kitchen (translation- bagi dapoq wa berasap la) rose because of my tendency of using a knife to chop stuff, I think rather than cutting myself to see how much blood I can bleed or how long does a wound took to dry up, I'm cooking again...

Todays' menu is Makaroni Bakaq!!! Been craving for this for several years now...

Finally, yesterday I dragged myself to the supermarket with a list (in my handphone la) of things to buy and voila~ Dinner (well actually, breakfast+lunch+dinner) was served earlier tonight... Hehehehe...

This made my whole apartment smelled like some Italiano kitchen!

Fresh from the oven!

My mom said "A good Makaroni Bakaq is slice-able without crumbling"... So it's a good one here, tastes as good as it looks.

Chow time!

MAKARONI BAKAQ

Bahan-bahan
2 cawan macaroni - direbus sehingga lembut dan tos kan
1 /2 cawan mushroom butang dipotong nipis
1 cawan daging dipotong halus (I used burger pattes' - easier!)
1/2 cawan bawang besar didadukan
1 biji bawang putih- dicincang
1 /2 cawan carrot dipotong dadu
1 cawan campuran daun bawang dan daun sup
1 cawan susu segar
5 biji telur grade A /kalau telur kecil guna 6-7 biji
Garam secukupnya
Sedikit lada
Cheese jika suka (Sukeeee!!!! I used parmessan cheese)

Cara Membuatnya
1. Tumis bawang besar dan bawang putih sampai wangi jangan sampai garing.
2. Masukkan daging kacau. Masukkan garam dan sedikit air. Kacau, bila daging dah empuk masukkan carrot. Masukkan cendawan dan lada. Kacau sampai air kering. Angkat
3. Didalam bekas lain, kacau telur biar kembang sedikit.
4. Masukkan bahan yang dimasak tadi , daun bawang dan daun sup serta susu dan kacau rata.
5. Masukkan dalam tin pembakar dan bakar sampai setengah masak.
6. Keluarkan dan tabur dengan cheese.
7. Bakar semula sehingga masak.

Tips :-
Panas kan tin pembakar. Letakkan satu sudu makan butter/minyak. Bila Panas percik dengan air dan tutup api. Tuangkan adunan ketika tin masih panas. Kemudian baru bakar. Ini boleh mengelakkan macaroni melekit dalam acuan bila hendak memotong.

Third posting in less than 24 hours...

I think, we humans have 3 modes of living our lives... Maybe more... But there are 3 main modes... The first one is surviving... We go to bed, maybe have sex before, it could be a good humping session or a routine quickie (tweak left nipple, tweak right nipple, lube some opening and poke, pull repeat until done... Duh~ Boring!), then we wake up, get dressed, go to work, day in, day out...

Secondly, we grow... Be better than what we are today. We can try. If we did not succeed, we failed, but we tried. The consolation is the knowledge that we tried.

Then there's the question of being who we really are, doing what we really want to do.

Some people live their lives according to plan. They have everything on an imaginary list. From A to B then C... Some even have them on actual paper, or for tech savvy dudes and chicks, inside their PDAs, Smartphones etc...

While some live their lives by the minute.

No promises, no commitments, just go ahead and do what you want to do.

That'll be nice.

So it all boils down to... Do you want to live your live so structured, so organized until there's no room for surprises or do you want to be as unpredictable as you want to?

I think I am living somewhere in between. No it's time to choose. Living in survival mode versus Living and growing. I know what I'm yearning for. I want the unknown. This year hopefully I'll figure that one out without anyone telling me what to do.

Another name... Another life to live.

Ugly Amos: The verdict

Kak CT said... Ok la... Tastes like the original, good snack in the dark... Wakaka... Syial!

My latest obsession... Getting pierced all over...

For example... By the end of this year... Hopefully I'll have all of these...

Wow!

Nice Labret work! Eyebrows!

Nice Septum Piercing... Nice Fangs...

I read sumwhere that nipple piercing will cause problem during lactation... Kah kah kah... I have no plans... I hate babies anyway...

Hmmm... To achieve this look... I'll have to get myself pierced and shave... :D

By request, I've removed the offending dick pix... :D... This will be painful... Yes, I know... But I'll get this for my next birthday... U'll have to marry me to see this... wakaka...

Perhaps I am Going Mental...

So... I went out earlier today and got myself some serious therapy...

1. Shopping for Clothes.

2. Shopping for Food.

Pix...

Me doing some gardening. Demam. Ujan plaks tu... Tempias. Sambil gardening kat balcony aku pakai baju ujan...

Me sans my hair extension... Next month I'll try something crazier...

From My Kitchen- Famous Amos Cookies :D

Ingredients:

1/2 pound butter, softened

3/4 cups granulated sugar

3/4 cups light brown sugar

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

2 eggs

1 teaspoon baking soda

1/2 teaspoon salt

2 1/4 cups all purpose flour

4 oz. chopped pecans (Cannot find, substituted with Hazelnut!)

18 oz. semi-sweet chocolate chips

Directions(Huh? Left? Right? Turn Back? Go Straight?)

The Method:

Beat butter, granulated sugar, brown sugar, vanilla, eggs, baking soda and salt in large mixing bowl (32" Stainless-steel Mixing bowl rm10.90 kat kedai plastik Kelibang!).

Combine the flour gradually (otherwise you'll have a big snow storm (YAY!) in your kitchen!) (Damn penat mengacau siot- I think I should invest in a food-processor...)

Stir in pecans.

Stir in chocolate chips.

Take tablespoons of batter and drop onto ungreased baking sheet. (This is where the recipe writer screwed up big time!!!)

Bake in a preheated 375°F oven (350°F if you're using an electric oven) for 9 to 11 minutes or until golden brown.

Check along the way because every oven is different! Let stand for 2 minutes and then remove to cool.

The Mixture... Tastes Damn Nice!

Round 1: Test Flight

Uh... They're getting an uncontrolled "hard-on"? Alamak! Dia kembang semahu hati nih... Akakaka... I laughed my cute lil' derriere off when I saw this...

First baking session : Famous Amos or Ugly Amos (Tastes nice tho...)

Second time around, I'm smarter... Half a tea-spoon of mixture makes 1 cute bite-size cookies...

Size comparisson: Both are bite size... Left: Ning Baizura Bite-size, Right Man Bai Bite-size.

Spent almost RM300 on 2 Pants, 1 shirt, 1 belt. Sighs... But the good news is, once upon a time, not long time ago... I cannot fit into anything below L size... Now I'm M sized! Waaaa....

Ok. Need to go out and get Ms. CT Anim... Will bring some cookies for her... Later will post her response or comment...