I'm conducting a mini-study for school on self-worth. It would be great if you could take 5-10 minutes out of your time and filled this out.

Please post your responses as anonymous comments. IP addresses are turned off and comments are screened; this way no one else will be able to read your responses and I can't figure who posted what.

Answer OPENLY and HONESTLY; I would like for this to be as accurate as possible. It wouldn't make sense to confabulate or malinger, because this won't hurt you.

Thanks a lot for your time. :)

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DIRECTIONS:
Click "Leave a Comment" at the bottom of this entry. Under the reply, make sure you click the radio button that allows you to leave the response anonymously. Copy and paste the whole survey and answer accordingly. There are a total of 25 questions.

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General
01. Gender
02. Age
03. Country
04. Student/Occupation Status

For questions 5-14, you will STRONGLY AGREE, AGREE, DISAGREE, or STRONGLY DISAGREE with each statement. Beside each statement type in SA (strongly agree), A (agree), D (disagree), or SD.

05. I feel that I’m a person of worth, at least on an equal plane with others.
06. I feel that I have a number of good qualities.
07. All in all, I am inclined to feel that I am a failure.
08. I am able to do things as well as most other people.
09. I feel I do not have much to be proud of.
10. I take a positive attitude toward myself.
11. On the whole, I am satisfied with myself.
12. I wish I could have more respect for myself.
13. I certainly feel useless at times.
14. At times I think I am no good at all.

For questions 15-19, you again will have statements with which you may agree or disagree. Using the 1-7 scale below, indicate your agreement with each item by placing the appropriate number beside that item. The 7-point scale is as follows:

1 = strongly disagree
2 = disagree
3 = slightly disagree
4 = neither agree nor disagree
5 = slightly agree
6 = agree
7 = strongly agree

15. In most ways my life is close to my ideal.
16. The conditions of my life are excellent.
17. I am satisfied with my life.
18. So far I have gotten the important things I want in life.
19. If I could live my life over, I would change almost nothing.

Questions 20-25 are free response. Again, please be open and honest. Be concise in your answers and limit them to 2-3 sentences.

20. What do you enjoy doing in your free time?
21. Would you prefer to go out at least once every weekend? If so, what would that entail (i.e. movies, parties, hanging out with one or two friends)?
22. Where do you see yourself in five years?
23. What would you change about your physical appearance, if anything, if you could?
24. How would you describe your relationships with your immediate family members (close, distant, estranged, nonexistent, etc.)?
25. Do you currently have a significant other? If so, for how long have you been dating? And if not, do you wish you had one?

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For those of you who are truly interested, I will post a follow-up and debrief everything in 1-2 weeks. Thanks again for your time in doing this!

--Christina

Jennifer louie is an amazing sexy broad

I'm officially accepted!

Countdown to the University of Copenhagen & the rest of Europe: five months

Personality profiles are the death of me.

some highlights:

At heart you are very gentle, impressionable, and receptive -- a dreamer. The world of your imagination, feelings, and intuition is as real to you as anything in the outer world, though you may have trouble verbalizing or interpreting your inner experiences in a way others can understand. Mystical, artistic, musical, emotional and imaginative, you have a rich inner life, though you may seem rather unobtrusive and quiet outwardly. You usually keep to yourself.

( instead of studying.. )

Current Mood: fuck studying
Current Music: lcd soundsystem

I'd really like some insight on why some individuals who try oh-so-hard to deviate from the norm by sporting the mullet haircuts and the most vintage-looking clothes [albeit you know they bought that shirt for $50] would prefer the Diesel jeans over Abercrombie, even though they are twice as expensive. They just have to swear off the trendy, teenybopper brands and scoff at the mention of a band that's not obscure enough for their liking. These people try so hard to be individuals, but in the end they're all sheep like the rest of us, as products of capitalism.

I'm writing a paper on social relations from a Marxist perspective. This should be more than interesting. Tran evoked in me the question of Diesel jeans. Why? Why? Please, if you have any insight, do share. I never understood why or how a name could carry so much importance. Why the fuck would you want to parade around with HOLLISTER stamped across your chest? Or anything for that matter, unless it says "I DID YOUR MOM LAST NIGHT & SHE CRIED MOO," you shouldn't be paying thirty dollars for a shirt. You're not a fucking billboard.

Oh, and even though you swear you shop only at thrift stores, why do you still all look the same?? Who's trying to be different? Trying to look more different than the next person who ends up as a complete head-to-toe replica of My-Size Barbie and Ken? Except, of course, with the side-swept bangs and offtheshoulder shirts and plugs and Kerry/Edwards pins and VEGANxCORE bumper stickers and tight pants and iPod headphones (!) and black hair dye and sunglasses that cover half your face that you only wear at night.

And regarding the Diesels, Tran said it best:
"..and the diesel socialites pounce on the [sales] piles, almost more viciously than the seagulls trying to eat that piece of churro you throw on the ground at them at the pier."

Today was really tiring.

I got out of bed because I had to throw up. I'm really sick. I mean REALLY sick.

I feel unusual because my antidepressants are making me hairy.

I'm so sad. My kitten got run over this afternoon. I found him when I was coming home from school. His head was all squished. I took some photos. I'll miss him. Poor kitty.

Last night I had to masturbate twenty times. I'm so horny. Click here to see my website.

I want to tell the world that I'm gay.

I am sharpening my knives before I go to work today, because I'm going to cut out Robert's heart and feed it to him for losing my mail.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! I'm so ugly. Don't look at my photos pleeeeeze.

I want to say thanks to Babybob556 for making the background and icons for my journal. Thanks hon, ur super special!

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, which makes me different enough to be interesting, but the same as all the other cool people with bipolar disorder.

You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you who you're sexually compatible with.

Shut up.

That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.

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Current Mood: tired
Current Music: the books

take-offs and landings have never failed to amaze me. especially during the night time. i don't know what it is, but right when the plane is ready for lift-off -- the anxiety, anticipation, and excitment .. i usually feel extremely elated. maybe it's the element of flying. something the single human is not capable of doing, but still manages to accomplish through other means. maybe it's knowing that you will be in an entirely different location a couple of thousand miles away in the matter of a couple of hours. or maybe, even, it's the amazing spectacle that you get to see down below from the window seat. everything seems so insignificant then; you make out the different streets and freeways and neighborhoods only by the tiny lights that line them. the whole world is right below you, and you're literally in the clouds. i say that i hate airports because of all the stress of time constraints, security checks, goodbyes -- but i guess there's always something good to counterbalance the bad. it's been a nice trip to seattle. surprisingly, i enjoyed myself, despite not having done a few things. it's hard to go back to living your real life after escaping for the moment.


it was the first time i had ever seen snow fall.

sometimes i think i may be too selfish and morbid for my own good. on the drive home from the airport tonight, i was thinking a lot about how the people in my life would react if i were to unexpectedly pass away. more people would claim to be one of my best friends in order to gain some sympathy from others, when i had barely known them during the time i was alive. i know someone whom i utterly dislike who would do such a thing -- among others. i know who would bawl their eyes out, and i know who would shake it off like a bad feeling that may just go away the next day. denial. some would say "oh that sucks" and think nothing of it within the next hour. perhaps some people would say "oh that sucks" and wish that they had gotten to know me better. of course, i know that i may be completely off, but it was something to think about. my parents would regret the fact that they were never there for me. that's probably why i'm so mean to them; i will always resent them for fucking things up and working all the time, even now that i know better. they try to be better parents now that i'm rarely home, and i can see the attempts. i need to be nicer to them. i guess i was only mean to my mother when i left home to come back to irvine tonight because i was also thinking about how much longer everyone i loved would be on this earth. it's a horrible thing to touch upon, i know. but i can't help it and i know it's inevitable and i know to only better prepare myself for anything that should happen. i'm lucky enough to say that i haven't experienced the death of anyone close to me. i visited my grandparents' graves this weekend. i had never known them, except from the stories that i hear from various family members. it was the first time that i had seen my dad cry when my grandma died. i remember that it was the summer of 1992. i felt so helpless. i didn't know what to say or do, so i just sat there. i made the realization earlier this weekend that my dog is nearing nine years old. this could be what had instigated these ongoing trail of thoughts. time goes by too quickly. i've had her since she wasn't even weaned, and it's depressing to think that she only has a couple of years left. the only thing i can do now is take better care of her. and not just my dog, but everyone else whom i love and care for a lot.

To everyone reading this:: Post anything that you want (in comments), and post it anonymously. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love -- anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Post even if it's not nice. Thank you.

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x&o
Christina.