Are People Who Are Motivated By External Environments

Those who are extroverts score high in excitement-seeking (or excitability) and adventurous behavior. This means that they are very much into the idea of thrill seeking, and will grow bored without some level of stimulation (class, 9/8/16). This idea could explain why Wendy is in the show business. When you watch her show, every time the curtains rises, you see the excitement in her face.

|Extrovert |An outgoing person who is more interested in other people and what goes on around him/her than in |

Extravert definition is an outgoing, overly expressive person (http://www.dictionary.com/). I am definitely a outgoing person. I do not know a stranger. In my profession as a professional basketball trainer I have to be out going person. I deal with hundreds of kids at once and if I don’t have a personality for that many kids then I will not have positive effect on them. I also am an expressive person but I don’t not think overly. If I am over expressive it has to be on something I love to express to other people. For an example church related things and basketball is something I can be overly expressive about.

The first being that I am extremely clumsy, and the second being that I had no idea who I was and in an attempt to create an identity I distanced myself from my friends. As a preteen I was two things. Polite and humble. Wrapped into one word, noble. These three words I would hear incessantly, until it drove me absolutely crazy to the point where I thought I needed to be known for something else instead. I became sarcastic, superficially charming, witty, and even uncaring. I blended all these things together and came out with the me of a few years ago. With my jokey, happy go-lucky nature I could make more friends who were attracted to outlandish personalities. With my sarcastic and uncaring personality I learned to pretend to manipulate people in an attempt to keep myself from caring too much about them while getting all the attention I wanted in return. However, I soon realized it wasn’t working. I noticed people didn’t like me for who I was. They liked me for who they thought I was. There lay the problem; I didn’t even know who I was at this point. I opened up to some close friends, and brick by brick they learned to break me down until the noble core returned. They shared encouraging words, thoughts, and helped me overall realize who I really was, am, and will be. All of these events still come back to me and make me realize one thing. No matter how smart I think I am, there are some things I can’t do on my own. My family, friends, and teachers have helped me figure this out. Even then, they all had their own little lessons to teach but overall the main point remained. You can’t go through life

My conformed profile is ISTP; which means that in both work and school I'm a person who's difficult to get to know well, due to the 'walls' that I used to circle myself with; keeping my time and energy out of everyone's hand, which causes me to be prejudged by others, most of times, before they get to know me better, in both of work and school, people think that I'm not interested in their life or in their talks, which is a totally true, but absolutely not out of disrespect, simply because I can't force myself to care, and I am not that good with pretending to want to hear everyone's story and what did they have for breakfast. The more people around me, the more powerless I become, and to be fair; I don't put all of the people that I know on

I use to constantly update my personality on what was popular at the time, never caring if my actions truly were coming from me. I used them as a mask, throwing on whichever one I believed people would accept at the time. I was scared of what others may think if they uncovered and found out about the real me. Eventually I took a leap of faith and shed my final mask, which benefited me in numerous ways. As I began to express my true self and speak of the various interests I enjoyed most, I began to accumulate a new group of friends who accepted, and truly cared about the real me. I found that I could carry out much deeper and more meaningful conversations within my new friend group, without having to worry about the judgement that would typically come. I also found that when I spoke on my love for hunting, fishing, automobiles or any of my other hobbies and passions, I found that numerous people began to open up on their similar interests as well. Because of this experience, I began to realize that all it takes is one person to break down a social barrier, and that deep down everyone has interests and passions that they are holding back, and may just be waiting on someone else to open up

When I first came to America, I was bullied because I was different, and judged of every action so I could be mocked by the way I behaved. I used to have no problems asking where the bathroom is, and I didn’t care about my accent or grammar as long as I got the message across. But years growing up in a tiny Southern town, unaware of the existence of the Asian race, molded me into a different person. I was, and still, fearsome of social situations, as little as asking someone in class for a pencil. I could never ask for help because I was afraid what will happen during the process, or after. In my head, I’d imagine instances where my voice could crack while asking, the class could go silent focusing their attention onto me, or worse, finally having the courage to ask, but it turns out the person I asked had rejected my request. This personality of mine is so painful at times, I considered it as a disorder. I was always stuck in between this thick social barrier; I couldn’t approach anyone, always the one waiting to be approached. But, unlike the silent students who are great scholars, I was never a great student myself, and I suffered immensely. When it was time for group projects, I was always the fatboy in PE, having the teacher assign me to a random group. I’ve been trying to overcome this social anxiety by forcing myself to talk to new people,

When I took my personality test, I was given the letter “E” for extravert. I was not nearly surprise due to the knowledge of me always being an outgoing person. I am a true testimony of someone who enjoys being around people. According to my peers, I am known as the friendly person who can become friends with anyone. A great memory of being told I was an extravert occurred when I was leaving for vacation to Mexico. A good friend was concerned about the location of my trip and begged that I stayed safe because she knew I was too trustworthy and made friends everywhere I went. I was tickled because I knew that was just my personality. My extravert personality is also noticeable at work. In the past, when I was a sales associate at Wal-Mart, I frequently had lengthy conversation with customers and became one of the most popular instantly. At my current job, within a few months of working, I also became well known to others. Many of my co-workers feel I am easy to speak with, which means they regularly spend time at my desk. Having an extravert personality is an amazing trait, but it does have negative side effects. It is a challenge always trusting others because not everyone can be trustworthy. As an extravert you’re feelings are easily hurt because you put so much of your trust and energy into making others

When I am out with friends I tend to act outrages and excited. My friends’ thinks that I am the crazies’ person on earth when we go and hang out. Some of them even gave me the nickname motor mouth, because I am always running my mouth when I am with them. Sometimes I do go overboard and get us in trouble, leading us to getting kick out of places. Never the less I am responsible and know when and when not to act out. But I being outgoing sometimes should not be a problem, but that does not identity me as a person.

But as I got older and began understanding myself more, I began to question such criticisms and exclamations. I knew I was social; I was able to talk to people, mingle with people I haven’t met, and approach people if I needed their help. But the moment I decided to be alone for a while, people began to see me as unsocial. Did people expect me to constantly be talking to people? How could I possibly do that if I get exhausted from interacting with others, or if I’m just not in the mood to talk? I knew I was introverted, but to me it seemed impossible for anyone, even if they are extroverted, to

Extroverts, the people that love to be at the center of attention, those who prefer to speak first and think second, the people you can’t help but notice at parties because they want you to notice them; this is the group of people in which I live (Jung Typology

Once upon a time, I locked myself up into a cave of social anxiety, stuck in this fear of communication, and I wouldn’t let anyone in. The majority of those who were acquainted with my nine year old self would have described me as “stuck up” and “antisocial.” I, of course, had no idea this was how I came across to people. The “stuck up” facade was only a shadow of what, in reality, was a feeling of complete freak out. I was

Being anti-social has been something that I've always been comfortable with simply because I can't relate to most people, I try to stay as far away from drama as I possibly can, and I consider myself a hot-head which in simple term means that I sometimes enjoy physical altercations. Anyway, it was brought to my attention that maybe I'm a little too anti-social so, for two weeks I decided to step out of character and be very social outside of school. After this experience, you know what? I will never try this again I've never experienced this much consecutive drama in my

They love to be active and do not prefer being alone. Being alone for an extrovert is often said to bring depression because they need others to stimulate them. They are said to think as they speak or after they have spoken.

I was not always a social and outgoing individual and I considered myself unlucky in life. I never stood out and did not have enough confidence to attempt to