Since school started I unfortunately haven't gone much reading done. However yesterday I had the chance to read a few pages of my textbook for my Personality class. As I was still on the first chapter for my upcoming exam, I was reading on how Psychologists (both clinicians and researchers) have different ways of learning about how people are. In other words, there are different ways by which they can learn about one's personality.
One way or one possible way of getting data (as called in the book) is getting informed by someone who knows the individual well. The author went on to explain how this route had both its advantages and disadvantages as did the rest of the methods to assess personality. However what I found interesting was how he quoted Cassio from Shakespeare's Othello in explaining a reputation.
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation. (Othello, Act 2, Scene 3).
Funder, the author, explained how he believed that an individual's reputation may be that person's most important possession. The opinions that others have of your personality he continues to explain, greatly affect both your opportunities and expectancies. Additionally, there is some evidence that to a certain degree people become what is expected of them.
In retrospect, I do believe that in my pre-teen years and my early high school years I did bare importance to what people thought of me. And for a long time I used to think that I was actually still the same now. I do know however, that somewhat agree with Cassio from Othello. When I am dead, what is left immortal of me is what people remember me as, but unlike some of my family members my actions will never be govern by "what people might say".
Although perhaps I do believe that a "reputation" is important, I don't think I really care what people think of me. BUT I have started to realize that there is one exception. It bothers me to death when people have a conceived idea of me that is completely false. In instances like these, I am found completely bothered because it's completely erroneous. If for example I had been a complete bitch and back stabbed someone or something (I couldn't think of a better dramatic story), I would be fine with people talking about it (without exaggeration), as it is the truth. In comparison, if a person believes I am certain way but I have never acted that way at all in the past, then that would not sit too well with me. I don't know, maybe I am completely mistaken and what I am saying just generally shows that I do care about what people think of me...
But in the end, I suppose it doesn't matter. The people who know you for who you really are, are the one's that matter anyway. They are the people who will be privileged enough to know you and the people who will perhaps hold the immortal part of you that they will carry with them as long as they live (well...as long as there is notmemory impairment involved).
I know for fact that I am privileged to know many of the people I am acquainted with. To our stupid moments, our happy ones, sad ones and fun ones...and the list goes on.
..On a side note, I started watching "How I met your mom". I'm really like the show!
And yes this is how I feel like every day of my life. ...Haha jks
No I've really gotten used to it now haha...
One way or one possible way of getting data (as called in the book) is getting informed by someone who knows the individual well. The author went on to explain how this route had both its advantages and disadvantages as did the rest of the methods to assess personality. However what I found interesting was how he quoted Cassio from Shakespeare's Othello in explaining a reputation.
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation. (Othello, Act 2, Scene 3).
Funder, the author, explained how he believed that an individual's reputation may be that person's most important possession. The opinions that others have of your personality he continues to explain, greatly affect both your opportunities and expectancies. Additionally, there is some evidence that to a certain degree people become what is expected of them.
In retrospect, I do believe that in my pre-teen years and my early high school years I did bare importance to what people thought of me. And for a long time I used to think that I was actually still the same now. I do know however, that somewhat agree with Cassio from Othello. When I am dead, what is left immortal of me is what people remember me as, but unlike some of my family members my actions will never be govern by "what people might say".
Although perhaps I do believe that a "reputation" is important, I don't think I really care what people think of me. BUT I have started to realize that there is one exception. It bothers me to death when people have a conceived idea of me that is completely false. In instances like these, I am found completely bothered because it's completely erroneous. If for example I had been a complete bitch and back stabbed someone or something (I couldn't think of a better dramatic story), I would be fine with people talking about it (without exaggeration), as it is the truth. In comparison, if a person believes I am certain way but I have never acted that way at all in the past, then that would not sit too well with me. I don't know, maybe I am completely mistaken and what I am saying just generally shows that I do care about what people think of me...
But in the end, I suppose it doesn't matter. The people who know you for who you really are, are the one's that matter anyway. They are the people who will be privileged enough to know you and the people who will perhaps hold the immortal part of you that they will carry with them as long as they live (well...as long as there is notmemory impairment involved).
I know for fact that I am privileged to know many of the people I am acquainted with. To our stupid moments, our happy ones, sad ones and fun ones...and the list goes on.
..On a side note, I started watching "How I met your mom". I'm really like the show!
And yes this is how I feel like every day of my life. ...Haha jks
No I've really gotten used to it now haha...
This video his from How I met your mother. I own nothing.
