Honesty hour!

I saw that a couple of my blog friends were posting surveys/questionnaire answers, so I thought that I would jump on the bandwagon! I actually took to this place to find my questionnaire and I think I bit off a bit more than I can chew. I really struggled with some of these questions.

What is more difficult for you, looking into someones eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel? Definitely the first one. I find it difficult enough to talk about my feelings, but adding eye contact to the mix? That’s just a recipe for disaster. Thank goodness we can use Facebook and other social media outlets to tell each other how we feel 😉 Kidding. Of course. It’s always best to tell someone how you feel. Always. I should learn to take my own advice.

Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. WHY were you angry? Do you still feel the same way? It takes a LOT for me to get angry. I honestly cannot think of the last thing that caused me to feel that way. I might have gotten frustrated, but never “really angry”. I definitely do not feel the same way though.

You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You have enough time to make ONE phone call. Who do you call? What do you tell them? Probably to my mama to tell her that I love her. What can I say? I can be a walking cliché.

You are at the doctor’s office and he has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? What do you do with your remaining days? Would you be afraid? Well, probably not. A month is not a lot of time, and I definitely wouldn’t want to spend the month getting sympathy stares or having “those” talks with people. I would probably just spend time with family and friends. I might go to France. I’m not afraid of dying now, but that could be from blind naivety from the belief that I’m going to live a full life before my time is up. I realise that no one is guaranteed that time. However, having a certain time frame might cause a little panic to set in. It’s hard to say when I’m writing this from the comfort and (relative) safety of my own home.

You can have one of the following two things. Love or trust. Which do you choose? Why? Honestly, I would rather place my trust in a person than love. If you can’t trust a person, then how can you possibly love them? I know that they don’t have to coexist, but it just seems like a natural thing to me. This might be a little messed up, but I rank trust higher than love.

You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dog’s life? Why or why not? Of course I do. If I’m working for someone who fires me for saving a life then that is not a person I want to be working for. It doesn’t matter if they’re a human or not, it’s the principle of the thing.

Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend? Pass. I honestly don’t know. I can be a bit of a twat sometimes.

Would you rather be hurt by the one you trust the most or the one you love the most? Eh, both equally suck. That being said, once you lose my trust then it’s gone forever. Love, on the other hand, can be a bit more forgiving. So if I had a gun to my head and I really had to pick one, then I would say that I would rather be hurt by the one I love the most.

Your best friend confesses that he/she has feelings for you more than just friendship. He/she is falling in love with you. What do you (or did you) do/say? I think my reaction would fall in the middle of holy shit and this poor guy must have me confused for someone else. I’ve fallen for a friend before and it was the most confusing and frustrating friendship I have ever had. (We’re friends now, it’s allgood. It’s actually that guy I wrote about a couple of months ago). If anyone was to tell me that they were falling in love with me right now I would probably run the fuck away. I cannot deal with emotions like that.

Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give up one year of yours. Do you do it? Why or why not? Of course I do…or I would like to do so. My first instinct was “yes, of course”, but an hour is an incredibly short time. Would bringing her back for that short amount of time bring more hurt when she had to leave again?

Does love = sex? No, I believe that nothing should have to equal sex. Ever. You can be in a relationship with someone for three years and fall in love with them, but never have sex. Is that a bad thing? No. You can be in a relationship with someone for three months and fall in love with them, and then decide to have sex. Does that time frame dictate the power of love? No. Does having sex mean that you love someone? No. Sometimes sex is just sex.

Your boss tells your coworker that they have to let them go because of work shortage, and they are the newest employee. You have been there much longer. Your coworker has a family to support and no other means of income. Do you go to your boss and offer to leave the company? Why or why not? It would honestly depend on how big my family (if any) was, whether I had enough savings to last until I found another job, how well I actually knew this person and probably a bunch of other things that I haven’t thought of yet. I’m going to assume that I really love a company if I’ve been there for such a long time, so would I really want to leave? That being said, if the new employee had an area of expertise (that I lacked) that could benefit the company then I would probably, maybe step aside. I honestly don’t know. There are so many contingency factors that would have to be taken into account beforehand.

When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person? I think it was less than a week ago actually. I have a few weaknesses when it comes to relationships, and one of them is talking about my feelings. Wow, I hate it. I particularly struggled with this conversation because it was based on a lot of my half developed thoughts and nothing was coming out the way I wanted it to. Whoops. I really don’t feel like putting my relationship stuff on display, so I’ll just leave it to your imagination.

What would be (or what was) harder for you to tell a member of the opposite sex, you love them or that you do not love them back? It would definitely be harder to tell someone that I love them. Just thinking about it makes me shudder. I have an emotional range of a teaspoon. I think love is right on the edge of that emotional teaspoon range.

What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose? Well, apart from the obvious things that are essential to life, I think it would be my car cause I’m real materialistic. I have been without a car before; twice in the space of a year and a half, actually. That loss of freedom to do whatever you want, whenever you want is awful. Driving is the main thing that calms me down after a bad day, so if I suddenly couldn’t do that there would be hell to pay.

Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them. Who were they to you? My mum? Does that count?

If there was one moment and one time in the last month what would you change and why? I would probably go back in time and not kiss a very certain someone. I’ll let you jump to your own conclusions on that one 😉

Imagine it is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear someone walking around outside your window. WHO do you wish was there with you? An SAS soldier. I think they would be pretty handy in that situation…and if they are unneeded then I have a (hopefully) sexy man to keep me company 😉 Reow.

Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying? Why or Why not? If I can save a random dog from a river then I would save a random person from dying. Of course. You don’t know that person’s story, so I don’t think it is fair to judge them on their situation. They are someone’s son, grandson, uncle, and friend. They aren’t any less of a person just because they don’t have a permanent home.

You are holding onto your grandmother’s hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other. Who do you let fall to their death? What was your rationale for making the decision? If I ever found myself in that situation then I think I would fling myself off the cliff. That is just too tough of a call for me to make.

Are you old-fashioned? Ha. I don’t think I’m old-fashioned in even the slightest of ways.

When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it? I try to make cups of tea. I’m very bad, but it’s the thought that counts. That’s what they say, right?

Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a broken heart, or never loved at all? Why? True love with a guarantee of a broken heart. You know, because I’m twisted like that. You know the old saying, “It’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all”? I am a huge believer in that. Love changes a person; sometimes irrevocably.

If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be? If I could do absolutely anything right now, it would probably come down to two very different scenarios. I found a company that I’m absolutely smitten with called Fingerprint Communications and they have offices in different locations all over America. I would love to work for them one day, but if that wasn’t an option then I would definitely be travelling Europe. Which one is better: Working for your dream company or travelling through your dream continent?


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