“A foolish man tells a woman to stop talking, but a wise man tells her that her mouth is extremely beautiful when her lips are closed”
The question I have the most trouble answering is "Tell me about yourself." I don't always mean that in the interview context, but just any sort of situation. Like I met someone who (whom? I still don't know the rule) I went to middle school with and she said, "I've been talking too much now it's your turn, you talk now." I opened my mouth to say something, but came up with nothing. I was utterly bewildered that I couldn't come up with anything. Now some would say that maybe it was the pretty girl I was talking to. Believe me, that wasn't it. Surprising, I know. I don't know why I couldn't come up with anything. So then, being the extremely smooth guy I am, I blathered on about nonsense. So later on I was thinking about what really made me...me. I came up with nothing. I don't really know who I am right now. I no longer know what makes me me. I don't know what I'm passionate about anymore. I'm completely lost. Hopefully I can figure out my life in this wonderful period of life called college education. Right now it's pretty much like I've been driving along and I've just realized I don't know where I'm going, but yet I just still keep on driving just hoping it ends up going where I need or want to be. I'm just a wandering turtle looking for his home.
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dohn woree, mang. finding the identity is all part of college. I found myself lonely and depressed freshman year cuz I no longer could find identity in academic achievement. but there are greater things than this to live for!