I like to describe myself as bursting with awesomosity, though most people don't believe me. I try to tell them that awesomosity isn't something that can easily be seen, but that it is extremely subtle and only those that are highly attune to the forces of nature can sense such a force of awesome.
With that said, I will try to give you a few adjectives that more accurately describe me. I am an introvert by compulsion, but I enjoy spending time with friends. I am mostly humble, but I find my ego gets the better of me sometimes (mostly when I see someone else's head getting a little to big and I feel obliged to pop it). I used to have a very bad temper, but after some life changing events in middle school, I learned to control it and like to think that I have become rather patient. I like to think that I have a good sense of humor and post often with the assumption that people will understand and appreciate them.
I am a realist and often times tend to look at the darker side of human nature to set my expectations. At the same time, I am an optimist and hope that people will surpass my expectations, but I find that it is much harder to be disappointed when expectations are set low.
I like to think that I am a kind person, although my kindness is based on my respect for an individual, so your mileage may vary. The same thing goes for how gentle I can be with people. Am I meek? I guess I might be. I do not think I am brave, though. I get anxious in a lot of situations I am unfamiliar with, and I don't really handle getting out of my comfort zone very well. Once I am no longer in my comfort zone, I tend to handle situations perfectly fine, but getting out of that zone is like having one of those shock collars on which shocks a dog when they get too far away from their home.
I am pretty smart according to standardized tests (however, I personally think the tests are very flawed). I actually have a problem with the way most institutions of higher education are run, and became disillusioned about college part way through my second year. I am a thinker through and through. I am more likely to talk about a subject to death then actually do something, getting off my butt takes a lot of effort.
I know this will be some what contradictory to the preceding paragraph, but I am also impulsive when it comes to certain things. In most cases, I am able to resist the impulses I experience by logically thinking about the impulse and the consequences, in particular buying things. But at the same time, I some times get these urges that I can not over come until they are satisfied (my most infamous exampled was the purchasing of my electric guitar, however in my defense, I put a lot of consideration into whether or not to buy it over the 3 months before I got it, and I could not resist buying it when it was discontinued and one of the last ones I saw online dropped in price by $200). Yes, I am guilty of being impulsive in small spurts.
I self-analyze constantly. By the time I got to college, I had a very deep understanding of myself, and I continue to self-analyze because I realize that people change over time, and it is interesting to see how I have changed over the years. In high school, I understand myself about as well as I do now, but I was far more judgmental of others. It was only after my family and I experienced situations I didn't think would ever happen that I began opening up more and more to people who did not follow a strict set of rules like I did. Over the years I have become a lot more laid back and respectful to others who share different viewpoints, but I still have a fire within me that will flare up when I come across certain kinds of people.
There was a game that I had to start getting used to in middle school in regards to others judging me. Back then, I did not take to it well, and was way to self-conscious and was manipulated by the opinions of others. I made a lot of mistakes back then and hurt a lot of people in my actions, but I have learned a lot from my experiences. I do not like it when others judge me upon certain aspects of my life, but at the same time, I understand that it is just the way the world works. If people aren't willing to give me a chance, then they are not worth my own time. I am not saying they are worthless people, but it is a waste of both our time.
And here I go again talking about a subject to death so I'm going to end this here. I hope I didn't bore you in the process.
By the way, my name is Cody since I failed to mention it before.
If you want to get to know me, shoot me a PM.