Saturday, April 17, 2004
'Every One of us Has in Himself a Continent of Undiscovered Character. Happy is he Who Acts The Columbus to His Own Soul.' -Sir J. Stevens
I've mentioned that I have that attention disorder syndrome (DDA). I took a little test that gave me 50 very unique habits of those with dda, my score was 36 out of 50. I decided that I'll talk a little about each characteristic, probably one per day...it's cool, this way both you and I will get a thorough description of myself! (I hope that won't get too boring!).
They divided the questions under four main topics. I'll start with characteristics from the first topic: Attention instability.
#1: 'Easily deviates his attention from what he's doing, when he receives a little encouragement. A neighbor whistling might be enough to interrupt one's reading time.'
Wow, that is sooo true! I remember during physics and chemistry (subjects which I hated) how hard it was to concentrate, especially on tests. We had two ceiling fans and the one that stood right above my head made this little squeaking continuous sound. Dang that little noise made my life miserable!! ...I flunked almost every test!
When I have to study, read a not so exciting book, pay attention in class, do something that I'm not very fond of in general...it's so easy to just dose off and find myself thinking about something better! Little noises in general stimulate my mind to take off, or sometimes it just causes me to get extremely irritated at it, which is kind of bad cuz then it keeps me from concentrating even when I 'want'/try to.
I got so much work to do but I'm so freaking' lazy!
I've been having weird not so great dreams lately. They've all been related to death (ick!). Last night I dreamt that one of my best friends (who's already passed away) came back from the dead. He even had a number engraved to his wrist (336) which identified him as that certain 'resurrected dead person'...not only that everything in the dream was weird. -The night before I dreamt that my friend from school Bruno died, I can't remember how tho...and last night I dreamt that my friend Carrie, also from school, passed away. In that dream she kind of prepared herself to die...(shaking my head) urgh whatever! Bad dreams bad dreams...blehg! Weirdo...
OK duty calls...I gotta go.
