My result: INFJ

I always thought I was an INFP, but apparently INFJ really describe me better.

Below is the analysis.

Portrait of an INFJ – Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging
(Introverted Intuition with Extraverted Feeling)

The Protector

As an INFJ, your primary mode of living is focused internally, where you take things in primarily via intuition. Your secondary mode is external, where you deal with things according to how you feel about them, or how they fit with your personal value system.

INFJs are gentle, caring, complex and highly intuitive individuals. Artistic and creative, they live in a world of hidden meanings and possibilities. Only one percent of the population has an INFJ Personality Type, making it the most rare of all the types.

INFJs place great importance on havings things orderly and systematic in their outer world. They put a lot of energy into identifying the best system for getting things done, and constantly define and re-define the priorities in their lives. On the other hand, INFJs operate within themselves on an intuitive basis which is entirely spontaneous. They know things intuitively, without being able to pinpoint why, and without detailed knowledge of the subject at hand. They are usually right, and they usually know it. Consequently, INFJs put a tremendous amount of faith into their instincts and intuitions. This is something of a conflict between the inner and outer worlds, and may result in the INFJ not being as organized as other Judging types tend to be. Or we may see some signs of disarray in an otherwise orderly tendency, such as a consistently messy desk.

INFJs have uncanny insight into people and situations. They get “feelings” about things and intuitively understand them. As an extreme example, some INFJs report experiences of a psychic nature, such as getting strong feelings about there being a problem with a loved one, and discovering later that they were in a car accident. This is the sort of thing that other types may scorn and scoff at, and the INFJ themself does not really understand their intuition at a level which can be verbalized. Consequently, most INFJs are protective of their inner selves, sharing only what they choose to share when they choose to share it. They are deep, complex individuals, who are quite private and typically difficult to understand. INFJs hold back part of themselves, and can be secretive.

But the INFJ is as genuinely warm as they are complex. INFJs hold a special place in the heart of people who they are close to, who are able to see their special gifts and depth of caring. INFJs are concerned for people’s feelings, and try to be gentle to avoid hurting anyone. They are very sensitive to conflict, and cannot tolerate it very well. Situations which are charged with conflict may drive the normally peaceful INFJ into a state of agitation or charged anger. They may tend to internalize conflict into their bodies, and experience health problems when under a lot of stress.

Because the INFJ has such strong intuitive capabilities, they trust their own instincts above all else. This may result in an INFJ stubborness and tendency to ignore other people’s opinions. They believe that they’re right. On the other hand, INFJ is a perfectionist who doubts that they are living up to their full potential. INFJs are rarely at complete peace with themselves – there’s always something else they should be doing to improve themselves and the world around them. They believe in constant growth, and don’t often take time to revel in their accomplishments. They have strong value systems, and need to live their lives in accordance with what they feel is right. In deference to the Feeling aspect of their personalities, INFJs are in some ways gentle and easy going. Conversely, they have very high expectations of themselves, and frequently of their families. They don’t believe in compromising their ideals.

INFJ is a natural nurturer; patient, devoted and protective. They make loving parents and usually have strong bonds with their offspring. They have high expectations of their children, and push them to be the best that they can be. This can sometimes manifest itself in the INFJ being hard-nosed and stubborn. But generally, children of an INFJ get devoted and sincere parental guidance, combined with deep caring.

In the workplace, the INFJ usually shows up in areas where they can be creative and somewhat independent. They have a natural affinity for art, and many excel in the sciences, where they make use of their intuition. INFJs can also be found in service-oriented professions. They are not good at dealing with minutia or very detailed tasks. The INFJ will either avoid such things, or else go to the other extreme and become enveloped in the details to the extent that they can no longer see the big picture. An INFJ who has gone the route of becoming meticulous about details may be highly critical of other individuals who are not.

The INFJ individual is gifted in ways that other types are not. Life is not necessarily easy for the INFJ, but they are capable of great depth of feeling and personal achievement.

Jungian functional preference ordering:

Dominant: Introverted Intuition
Auxilliary: Extraverted Feeling
Tertiary: Introverted Thinking
Inferior: Extraverted Sensing

Source(s):

Test: HumanMetric

Analysis: PersonalityPage

Finally ended my work life at the Marina Bay Sands and today I start at the Regent Singapore. An exciting new life awaits me and I hope and pray that the new place will be good to me.

Unfortunately, Marina Bay Sands have yet to release my last salary to me and I predict my cash-flow will be kinda tight this month. But knowing Marina Bay Sands, the fact that they did not pay me on time in accordance to Labour Law does not surprise me. Now I’m just wondering what I should do next in regards to this situation.

That aside, I can’t wait to start my new job.

Apparently, I rode the winds of change and found myself on new grounds. Exploring and experiencing. The wonderful world lays at my feet and ripe for me to explore. What have I done?

Decisions and announcement were made. Give me room to cast my eel spear and let come what may.

Hope there’s no wicked witch waiting for me at the end of the yellow brick road.

Some changes, on the other hand, may be small. But however small it may be, those changes still alter our very being, a change of view on life, a small personality displacement. The way I view the dark with contempt in my youth, but now find joy in the stars that shines through the blackest night.

But how do we view changes?

Many humans are afraid of change. Afterall, why fix it if it ain’t broke? “I’ve been living and surviving for so long doing just this, why change?” “This practice has been in place for ever since your grandfather could remember, it’s tradition and in Tradition we hold fast the values that defines this family. Keep your foreign ways away.”

While some of us, on the other hand, value the effects of change, in its ability to carve out a better future for us. History tells us of many heroes that forge a new path, bringing future generations to a brighter future and a life of freedom.

I’m very proud of New York for going a step closer to Human Equality and championing Gay Rights by legalizing same-sex marriage. I can only hope that Singapore would be able to follow in its foot steps, even though we couldn’t be a pioneer in Equal Rights.

But on a personal note, this period of my life has been filled with changes.

My Past: A great change that not only shook me, but changed my view on my fellow species. It forced me to accept a truth, an ugly truth; Trust No One. But I forged on and survived. I will never forget what happened, and I admit, everything I am, a great part comes from you, My introvertness, my inability to trust people, my reluctance to accept help incase they are dug up from the past and thrown in my face. It has taught me, among all debts, a personal favour is the hardest to clear.

My Future: Another huge change looms. Do I hide behind the safety of the known? Or do I bravely step up and ride the winds of change and see how high I can go. But the risk of falling is great and the fall so high, so hard that I fear for my ability to survive such a fall.

What to choose?

History celebrates the victorious; How many others that took the same risk as Mark Zuckerberg or Steve Jobs but failed. Who applauds their courage and bravery? Are we, as human, so shallow that what we actually celebrate are victories and success, but we only dare do so by applauding the courage and bravery behind these successes in order to appear less shallow. Or are we so pragmatic that we only recognise the value of success; Courage just tagged along and shares its glory, but when courage leads to failure, its merits are cancelled out by virtue of failing.

Who celebrates the courage of the fallen?

My mind, chaos. What to choose?

The upside of getting my Home Hubbing Service from Starhub is that the primotion includes a brand new 32″ Sharp TV! Now I’m enjoying the various channels with a LCD TV and I find it hard to peel myself away from it.

Re-reading the Wicked Years and it’s got me thinking, the theological aspect of evil and the consequences of one’s actions. So much has happened and my thoughts are all jumbled up.

Miss my friends, old and new. So sorry that I don’t have the time to meet up as much as I wish I could, but always know that you guys are on my mind.

Stressful work load but frankly speaking, I love the nature of my work. Maybe not so much the people I work with. Seriously, my old GV colleagues are the best colleagues and friends one could ever have and I seriously miss the so freakin’ much.

Time to go write a book. Yeah, it’s just a little something something I’m doing now.

Had a really intense dream. I was at the Gershwin Theatre with Chris Colfer singing ‘For Good’. Yes it is my biggest dream to go to broadway and have a chance to see the musical Wicked. Basically woke up crying to the song costhis song really speaks to me. It touches me.

Now, I just have to forge on to the next part of my life. Alone.

But now all is well.

These days were spent filled with frustration, tears and acceptance. It’s been so hard. Getting my hopes up and having it torn down again and again and again. Having my feelings cheated again and again. To trust only to have it lost again. Disappointment and a passive resignation of my fate got me so down. Until I finally caught all 3 elemental monkeys on my Pokemon Black version.

That’s right babes and dudes. This hoochy mama just spent 3 days scouring the pinwheel forest of pokemon black to get all 3 monkeys. Now, the developer from gamefreak who decided to have rare pokemon appear on shaking grass which also appears randomly should either get an award, or syphilis.

The 3 elemental monkeys, namely panpour (water) pansear (fire) pansage (grass), only appears on those special shaking grass with a measly 10 percent appearance rate each and a major 65 percent appearance rate of a Gen V chansey-like pokemon called Audino. The remaining 5 percent was a grass type final evolution of a pokemon I already have.

I’ve previously caught Panpour and already had Pansear. All I lacked was Pansear. I spent 2 days fighting Audino with guest appearance of Panpour and Pansear. That elusive Pansage just refused to appear. I had to admit. I was this close to snapping my DS into half. But finally, I’ve got them all.

Now all I have to do is explore what other insanely hard to catch pokemon that appears on those shaking grass and get em all.

The next exciting thing that happened in my life came in a package. That brown box sent by the UPS guy which survived all about 5 seconds when I laid my eyes on it (the box, not the guy).

And I saw it. My little piece of white, Cosmopolitan, Heaven. Sex And The City complete series Deluxe edition with both movies lying on my bed. Velvet pages and frosted translucent pages, white cover with silvered quotes from the series, just looking at it made me feel that much closer to New York. My only qualm was that the cover was made of leather. White leather with silver embossed words. Now THAT is SATC.

So now I spent my days watching SATC while I sip white wine, playing pokemon black on my DS. Saving up for my 3DS and laptop/computer/New-York-Trip. My my, aren’t I a diverse person.

On my way for lunch with my cousin. Typing and walking not a good idea.

Holy crap! They sell Zapple in bottle??? It’s been years since I’ve drank Zapple.

That’s all people. Till next time.

So finally, I have a small pocket of
time for me to fix the app problem ( I just re-install the app
actually) and I’ve decided to write some stuff down.

Life has been
hectic! It feels as if I’ve been traveling at breakneck speed and
only now touching down to rest.

Regrettably, I can’t spend my
Christmas with my friends and loved ones, but I do plan on meeting
some of them when I have the time.

Reading wise, I’m still pretty
much stuck on the Wicked Years. It’s really amazing for me and I am
just so reluctant to put it down. Oh wells. Hope I’ll finish them
soon.

Pretty excited for the new year. A New Year, a New Start. But
then again, you can always start with a clean slate anytime right?
Tabula Rasa!

Woke up early in the morning and went down to Tampines Mall to queue up for my New Shiny iPhone 4. Unfortunately, TM’s hello shop was out of stock of the 32GB model, thus, I settled for the 16GB. Sigh, the imperfection is killing me. Oh wells.

Then I proceeded to buy a screen guard and a casing for my new phone at the “apple” store  in TM, NuBox. And surprise surprise! I met an old friend from secondary school working there. Wow! Small world huh? Talked a little. I have to admit, I couldn’t remember his name but I remembered his face. We brushed by once in a while without really getting to know each other much, the bane known as the so-called Cliques in School prevented us from really connecting, or even prompted us to try. But he actually remembered me and approached me. He even remembered my name! How amazing is he! And so we chatted for a spell and I found out that he is going to Melbourne to further his studies, in the culinary field! Another wonderful coincidence. All those years, studying in the same place, having a similar interest and never having him as a close confidante; It brought me a wafting nostalgic regret.

After that, I went down for a movie, met with Serene and chatted for another spell. An indulgence in Starbucks followed and another movie, You Again. This movie really spoke to me in a sense that it reaffirms my theories on high school bullying that is happening right now and stretching all the way into the distant past. Funny, because the other day I was just having a discussion with someone on Gay Bullying in High School and the roots of its problems, extending to politics and religion, and now, I’m watched a movie on a somewhat similar topic. It’s been a deja vu from morning till evening.

Next came a really embarrassing thing. I went home to freshen up before meeting my cousins for supper and I fell asleep!!! I totally missed out on the outing. And worst was that my cousin couldn’t get me on the phone as my old Sim card got deactivated while my new MicroSim card was still in the process of activation for my change to iPhone 4. It kills me that I missed such a chance due to the fact that our vastly different schedules prevented us from meeting frequently.

I’ve finished reading Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch Of The West and I have to say, the book far exceeded my expectations of it. The ideas presented on Good and Evil, the effects of reputation and facades, on Friendship; It’s astounding! Ok, not really, but still, I really enjoyed the book and its fascinating story. Now I’m on to the second book and eventually the third in the series. Can’t wait!

For a great friend, Mr. Alex. Thank you for the time together. Yes. It’s sad and disappointing that it isn’t strong enough.