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What matters to you, and why?
I find that most of the large and sudden changes in my childhood were for the worse, rather than the better. From the divorce of my parents at an early age, to moving four times in the time following, to my best friends all seeming to have a tendency towards moving to a country in the eastern hemisphere, shifts in my life always seemed to just make it more difficult. It is this fact that probably led to my general dislike of change, and conversely, my love of structure and support. That, combined with the incredibly strict environment I was surrounded by in my elementary school, led me to not only to like support, but to grow accustomed to it. In its absence, I feel lost.
This may be why I'm so fond of academics, its rigid structure and promise of security soothe my antsy mind. Likewise, when evaluating my friends, I care most about their support for me, their loyalty towards me, rather than love or other generally positive characteristics.
Yet the significance I assign support is not a one-way street. I find it important be be reliable and fulfill agreements, otherwise I am doing to others what I fear the most: leaving them standing alone.
I understand the limitations of the significance I assign to support, and that on many occasions I need to rely on myself and just simply stand up on my own, however that is not something I have yet quite achieved. Yet another thing to work on in my long path to adulthood.
Write a note to your future roommate that reveals something about you or that will help your roommate - and us - know you better
My name is Helena Viets, and according to some enormous balls of gas and rock floating around each other in space, I am a Libra. My favorite color is green and I harbor a profound disliking of the word "moist". In the fifth grade, I was diagnosed Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder- Inattentive Type. Thankfully for you my specific case of ADHD is mild, and the Inattentive subtype is generally lacking the hyperactivity symptom, so you can ease your mind knowing that I won't be bouncing off the walls at four o'clock in the morning. This does however mean that whenever I study or undertake a mentally demanding task that my surroundings be fairly quiet. So if you enjoy loud music, I hope that you will accommodate me by using headphones or by pointing me towards a pair of high quality earplugs.
Another thing I must warn you about is my material organization, or lack thereof. My mother has compared my room with the aftermaths of a tornado. That my clothes never seem to make it into the hamper coupled with the fact that I prefer doing all of my schoolwork on the floor (despite a perfectly functional desk being located about two feet away) make for a rather intimidating visage. I have promised myself to make a more concerted effort once I move to more communal living quarters. That being said, you have been forewarned.
However, despite what previous parts of this note seem to convey, I'm actually not the the worst person in the world to room with. During high school, my friends and I would often have study groups over the weekend, and I was generally the one responsible for bringing cookies, so if you like cookies, tell me, and I would be happy to make you a batch. Additionally, I grew up in the lovely liberal city of San Francisco, so I am very open to new culture, ideas, music, or anything really. So no matter whatever odd quirks you may (or may not) yourself possess, I will be happy to embrace them, my new roommate.
Thank you in advance!
What matters to you, and why?
I find that most of the large and sudden changes in my childhood were for the worse, rather than the better. From the divorce of my parents at an early age, to moving four times in the time following, to my best friends all seeming to have a tendency towards moving to a country in the eastern hemisphere, shifts in my life always seemed to just make it more difficult. It is this fact that probably led to my general dislike of change, and conversely, my love of structure and support. That, combined with the incredibly strict environment I was surrounded by in my elementary school, led me to not only to like support, but to grow accustomed to it. In its absence, I feel lost.
This may be why I'm so fond of academics, its rigid structure and promise of security soothe my antsy mind. Likewise, when evaluating my friends, I care most about their support for me, their loyalty towards me, rather than love or other generally positive characteristics.
Yet the significance I assign support is not a one-way street. I find it important be be reliable and fulfill agreements, otherwise I am doing to others what I fear the most: leaving them standing alone.
I understand the limitations of the significance I assign to support, and that on many occasions I need to rely on myself and just simply stand up on my own, however that is not something I have yet quite achieved. Yet another thing to work on in my long path to adulthood.
Write a note to your future roommate that reveals something about you or that will help your roommate - and us - know you better
My name is Helena Viets, and according to some enormous balls of gas and rock floating around each other in space, I am a Libra. My favorite color is green and I harbor a profound disliking of the word "moist". In the fifth grade, I was diagnosed Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder- Inattentive Type. Thankfully for you my specific case of ADHD is mild, and the Inattentive subtype is generally lacking the hyperactivity symptom, so you can ease your mind knowing that I won't be bouncing off the walls at four o'clock in the morning. This does however mean that whenever I study or undertake a mentally demanding task that my surroundings be fairly quiet. So if you enjoy loud music, I hope that you will accommodate me by using headphones or by pointing me towards a pair of high quality earplugs.
Another thing I must warn you about is my material organization, or lack thereof. My mother has compared my room with the aftermaths of a tornado. That my clothes never seem to make it into the hamper coupled with the fact that I prefer doing all of my schoolwork on the floor (despite a perfectly functional desk being located about two feet away) make for a rather intimidating visage. I have promised myself to make a more concerted effort once I move to more communal living quarters. That being said, you have been forewarned.
However, despite what previous parts of this note seem to convey, I'm actually not the the worst person in the world to room with. During high school, my friends and I would often have study groups over the weekend, and I was generally the one responsible for bringing cookies, so if you like cookies, tell me, and I would be happy to make you a batch. Additionally, I grew up in the lovely liberal city of San Francisco, so I am very open to new culture, ideas, music, or anything really. So no matter whatever odd quirks you may (or may not) yourself possess, I will be happy to embrace them, my new roommate.
Thank you in advance!