Thought #2

Now I realize that all eyes reading this are probably going to roll straight up to the sky, but I'm going to say it anyway. During the snowstorm/Winter Wallop/Holiday Punch, I watched almost every movie I own. Some of these are my favorite movies of all time, but since I can quote them, I haven't watched them in a while; definitely not since my reintroduction to Myers-Briggs (cue eye rolling). So imagine my delight when I found that I was able to "type" both Anne Shirley and Jo March and came upon the discovery that they are very similar to me! No wonder I love those movies so much! How, you may ask, are they like me (an INFJ)? I shall tell you! Easiest ones first:

1. Imagination! (N)

Mrs. Cadbury: Tell me what you know about yourself. Anne: Well, it
really isn't worth telling, Mrs. Cadbury... but if you let me tell you what I
IMAGINE about myself you'd find it a lot more interesting.

Station Master: Would you prefer to sit in the ladies' waiting room?
Anne
Shirley: No, I prefer to sit here. There's so much more scope for the
imagination. Thank you just the same.

Anne Shirley: Don't you ever imagine things differently from what they are?
Marilla Cuthbert: No. Anne Shirley: Oh Marilla, how much you miss.

Anne Shirley: You know something, Diana? We are rich. We have
sixteen years to our credit, and we both have wonderful imaginations. We should
be as happy as queens.

Jo: Late at night my mind would come alive with voices and stories and
friends as dear to me as any in the real world. I gave myself up to it, longing
for transformation.

Jo: If I weren't going to be a writer I'd go to New York and pursue the
stage. Are you shocked?

2. Feeling (F)

Anne Shirley: My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes. That's a
sentence I read once and I say it over to comfort myself in these times that try
the soul.

Anne Shirley: This is the most tragical thing that has ever happened to me.

Anne Shirley: I can't eat. I can never eat when I'm in the depths of
despair.

Laurie: I have loved you since the moment I clapped eyes on you. What could
be more reasonable than to marry you? Jo March: We'd kill each other. Laurie:
Nonsense! Jo March: Neither of us can keep our temper-... Laurie: I can, unless
provoked. Jo March: We're both stupidly stubborn, especially you. We'd only
quarrel! Laurie: I wouldn't! Jo March: You can't even propose without
quarreling.

Jo March: Well, of course Aunt March prefers Amy over me. Why shouldn't she?
I'm ugly and awkward and I always say the wrong things. I fly around throwing
away perfectly good marriage proposals. I love our home, but I'm just so fitful
and I can't stand being here! I'm sorry, I'm sorry Marmee. There's just
something really wrong with me. I want to change, but I - I can't. And I just
know I'll never fit in anywhere.

I have more, but this will do for now. These "random thoughts" weren't supposed to be so long!