Personality Types
MBTI: ENFJ (Extroverted and Organized Ideal Seeker)
Enneagram: Romantic Adventurer
Archetypes: Fashionista
Life Colors:
--Violet: Visionary Leader
--Crystal: Social Chameleons
--Occupations: Lavender: angels and fairies
Personality Plus: Powerful Choleric - dynamic leader
Striving Styles Personality System (SSPS) "Who Are You Meant to Be" - Artist and Performer
Emotional IQ
---Emotionally Literate - Most
---Positive Self Image - Most
---Extrovert/Introvert - Middle
---Independent - Middle
---Child/Adult in Charge - Middle
---Follower/Leader - Middle
---Making the Most at Work - Most
---Relationship Flooding - Best
Personality Tests
---Extroversion: More Extroverted
---Stability: Emotional
---Creativity: Average-Very Creative
---Strong-Mindedness: A Balanced Personality, Diplomatic
Music & Musical Theater
I had my 1st encounter with music at school when I was in kindergarten. Not long after, I came home and told my parents I liked to sing and sang that song that goes something like, "School days, school days, good old fashioned school days." I couldn't really remember much. In 1st grade, at the same school, I perfected my singing and reading skills with a good and astute teacher who seemed to find me intelligent, cute, and worthy. We moved in 2nd grade, and I joined the choir for Christmas and the whole year the next year when I was allowed. I had told my mom I wanted "to sing somehow." I was envisioning me singing with other people performing. So, that's how we got me in the Christmas choir. The next year, they allowed 2nd graders who could read well into the year long choir, which was a surprise.
A whole new life began for me when we moved to the nation's oldest continuing city. I was 9 and in 4th grade. I quit gymnastics and was influenced to be more European in an old-fashioned way. I was in choir at school and for church all 3 years I lived there. A best friend used to come over every Monday after choir practice. I liked her a lot, she was a little over 3 months older. This was my only formal music performance type experience I've had.
We moved to the New Orleans area, and there was no choir and no time for singing lessons from my young brunette Russian teacher who taught singing and piano cuz that's what I wanted in a teacher. I got into Celine Dion, Shania Twain, divas, and Broadway, which later became known as Musical Theater to include the West End. I would indulge in these things myself in 7th and 8th grade when I was 12 and 13. Actually, in 2nd grade I said I wanted singing as my career and played Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star by heart for the class. In 8th grade I did a report for English honors on Vaudeville and for grammer English did my career in Musical Performing Arts or something. I think that's all the projects I did.
In high school, I accompanied easy things for the senior play twice and little theater once and was at least in the background for several performances, which were okay.
In college, I majored in Piano for Music Education. I also took singing and ballet, as well as organ. What I meant was piano was the instrument I played and Music Education was the major I chose. I was told to take a break from college to get rested. I did theater at a community college and was told the same thing. I never recorded myself singing so much until college. I didn't post karaoke online until I was 24 because I was trapped in my room and felt sick. Here in Orlando, there are bothersome things about and you can't really think. I thought this whole time I'd been missing out not doing karaoke online. I suppose a private blog would allow karaoke, but I went straight for YouTube, only to feel uncomfortable later. I don't know what I feel about online karaoke, but I tried to find out. Some people say it is legal, but many say you'll get your videos pulled, it seems. I could only conclude if I were famous I would not be allowed so pulled them from my upoads.
I have ballet experience and some jazzy experience, which is very fun, like the Mickey Mouse Club. I am actually going to see how I would fare in private voice this Monday at a place that trains pros, I heard from another place I asked about again producing an album and touring/performing live. I will get off my psych pills that cause lethargic diabetes and instead join an anger management or such group. The price for private voice is high, and they usually recommend an hour. I can't see myself needing that much training if you learn that much in one visit. I use money to go to Disney each week. I may get a job at Starbucks making coffee for 4 hours a day, like 3 days a week. That way I can pay for everything. My mom said to see the therapist once a month when I work since I said I would be busy if I worked. I told them at the music place I am looking for a job, but I get to have a trial lesson early.
If I was asked if I wanted to be a solo artist or in musicals, I'd say solo as when I did opera I was attracted to it for awhile but in the end wanted to sing art songs. I also was interested in film acting. It's very hard to get in. Singing is more of a specialized performing art. Acting is more "special" in some ways, at least in film, or so it were.
I forgot to add that when the movie for Cats came out, I used to watch it each week like on Fridays or whenever in the summer when I wasn't away. My friend who is 2 months younger and I watched it together over the phone. Her parents came over, as we had moved, and we all watched it maybe more than once. I had us all pick out cats. We performed for them, my 4 1/2 year younger brother, too. I was a bit shy. I think we broke our friendship that way. I played piano. I think we should have spent more time doing physical activity and singing. I'm such a lazy cross country runner.
Magic
The 1st thing I manged to see was I thought a black figure with a bald head all colored in black a little taller than me or a little shorter. I was 9, I think, or 10.
Something concrete was I could swear I saw a song in the index and then looked back and didn't see it. I also thought I had a good softball yearbook photo and then it disappeared..
Up north, in Berea, OH, at Baldwin-Wallace College by Cleveland, top of the country at a Great Lake, I heard things outside a lot. It was like on a loudspeaker. The world changed from me being experimented on to it being magic. Could it be both? Or aliens? I heard a bubbling wheezing voice form my dorm up by the hall, "How can I help you?" I also heard from a little black alien dude something like, "I'll save you Christina. I'll save you from falling-up!" I was in my bed for 3 days, knew my back, which was Jello, would get better. My neck still worked. There were 3 monsters. I think a hairy one named Tom who was a boy and girl partly, a red devil at my feet I liked a lot, and the black alien dude on the other side. I was experiencing something and slowly was able to roll from side to side. 3 days, peed at the end. I was holding it in, unfortunately. The magic stopped after that, I think. I used to lie in bed and my eyes glued shut and my hands crossed over my chest and the bone would like harden and hurt. I was in the laundry room and saw this complex mechanical bug disappear into the floor. I did feel like a devil was in me and made me shake my head yes and no, but maybe no one noticed. I was lying in bed with my eyes glued shut, and it felt like 1 arm grew a foot and back in under a minute. It hurt but felt healthy after, like I was stronger. There were blood drops under each armpit.
Here in Orlando, my stomach used to swirl. I saw some black figures. I am sure.
Up north, before my Gramma left, I saw a bluish boy leaning over like an L saying he wanted to make sure my mattress was comfortable. Then, a black whiz whizzed it off thru the window, like a hurricane or wind symbol.
Later, in Orlando, I felt something go thru my legs and then be a black figure sitting over me. I heard voices as I awoke, as well, like.
I saw just a white tail kinda glowing and fluffy disappear behind something, and there was nothing there. I even heard it. (1/23/2015)