Psychology Day 1: Honesty, Authenticity, Genuinenes

So, I guess I am supposed to start writing in my blog about something that has to do with strengths. The second week of school, we took some kind of test that told us what our strengths were. My top five are as follows: 1)Creativity, ingenuity, and originality; 2)Modesty and humility; 3)Honesty, authenticity, and genuineness, 4)Humor and playfulness; 5)Curiosity and interest in the world

Today I guess I will talk about Honesty, Authenticity, and Genuineness. First of all, I don't think "genuineness" is even a word. I have to be honest. It sounds like something a cartoon character would make it. It sounds make-believe.

It is good to be honest, I think. I don't see why you wouldn't want to be honest. People who are not honest can go f*** themselves.

I love it when someone is disappointed and says "you know, I'm gonna be honest with you..." That's the best way to begin telling someone when you are disappointed in them. It lessens the shock. It prepares the person who disappoints you for the things you are going to say to them.

I'm going to be honest about how I felt in class today. I was tired, and did not feel like going. I actually considered staying home. If I stayed home, I wouldn't be lazy. I would get a lot of stuff done and maybe play guitar. Maybe I would sleep a bit. I think I am getting sick, so getting some extra sleep would not be a bad idea.

In Rhetoric class, I was hoping that Dr. Cypert was going to call on me to discuss the reading. I would have been honest and said: "Dr. Cypert, let me be honest with you...I didn't read. I sort of neglected it."

It's not that I am lazy...it's just that I didn't feel like reading that 30 page packet that discussed Japanese rhetoric. I'm sorry if this offends anyone, but I just didn't feel up to it. I'm going to be honest: there are a lot of things that I probably should do that I don't. For instance, I think my fish bowl needs to be changed. It is not really disgusting yet, but poor Sanders is swimming around in his own feces. That is sort of disgusting. It is very disgusting. Sickening, even. I am going to go vomit right now just because I am thinking about it.

Authenticity. This is a fun one. I hate people who are not authentic. Every day I see all types of folk who think they are allstars, who prance around with these silly grins and say "I'm an allstar!" I hate that. I have considered throwing branches at them. I could hide behind a tree and ambush them. I would hit them in the gut, hoping to knock some sense into them.

I guess I am authentic. I don't know what else I could be. I'm not trying to be someone I am not...I just sort of go with the flow and let whatever happens happen. It is good clean fun.

I am going to be honest...I am getting tired of writing, so I am going to wrap it up real quick...but first I have to discuss genuineness.

Genuineness...it is a made up word...I don't really know what it means. I suppose I could look it up one the one site where I took the strength tests, but I really don't feel like it right now. Besides, I have written like ten pages of this kind of stuff. I probably have been writing for seven hours. I don't even know where the time has gone. It has passed quickly.

Okay. I am done now. Do you wish to comment?