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Hello fellow Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking and Prospecting individuals!
I, as both an INTP and a child, am interested to hear about habits of other INTPs. So let's begin!

Mine
Organising/sorting my toys and books
Making "Bookworld", sorting books into piles with similar books in the same pile.
Obsessed with making everything equal.
Correcting other's spelling, punctuation and grammar.
 

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- Being an "adult child", finding myself often chatting with adults, instead of playing with the other children during relative events and family gatherings

- Speaking "sciencey", using words which children wouldn't normally use

- Being inquisitive, pondering philosophical questions and asking about questions which not really that many children asked. Like, "What if I'm actually a fish dreaming of being a human?" (I asked this question when being pre-elementary)

- Having "alone-time" at school now and then.

- Spending time with girls, not caring about things like "boys play with boys and girls with girls". I only stopped this when the girls one day stated that I should join the boys and play with them.

- During the first years at Elementary I would at times invent my own imaginary plays and invite others to them, instead of just participating to others plays.

- I really loved learning new things, studying with the microschope and exploring learning cd's about music, history or dinosaurs. Imagine my disappoint when my parents bought an Earth ball for a Christmas gift - but it was actually for my brother and not me. I never got one.
I felt often that his room was a "no-go zone" so I didn't have much chances to study it properly.

- I would do things which some would've found "eccentric". One time a classmate of mine did an unjust thing towards me. I voiced my opinion by starting to lay down in the ground. I didn't really feel anything emotional but I felt I needed to voice my opinion with this act of rebellion. The classbreak ended and pupils returned inside. I remained there, laying at ground. I was there until the teacher came to ask what's wrong. I returned calmly inside with the teacher and the classmates were probably like, "Wtf?".

- I found it hard to show my emotions to my family, so I invented my own neat thing to show them that I was happy and cared and loved them (No, it was not hugging or giving a kiss to the cheek. It was pressing my jaw up and down, applying pressure to their arm or shoulder, repeating a one worded mantra which sounded like pure nonsense to anyone hearing it. There was also a milder version of this, which was pinching them gently and repeatedly, while repeating the same mantra.). So always when I did this they knew that I was happy. I still do this sometimes even do this day, though much rarer and yeah, only to my family members.



I would've probably paired greatly with Allie from Hyperbole and a Half, during my child years.
 

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I distinctly remember getting bored of my toys and somehow taking them apart and putting them together to form new things.

Ex: Loved the anime gundam growing up, so I took all my backyard toys and taped them up in such a way that it created a cockpit that was facing forward like the anime. Proceed to hop into it and imagine I was taking out baddies until the duct tape unraveled and it fell apart.
 

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When I first got interested in WW2 I had a huge appreciation of the American military but I knew very little about the Germans mostly because they were the enemy. After a while I decided to read about the Wehrmacht and I found it infinitely more interesting than the Allies own militaries. It was strange when I found myself rooting for the Germans sans the genocidal tendencies they had. It was to be part of a long held tradition where I found myself rooting for the "enemy" out of either admiration or for the reason that I detested the supposed good guys. So I suppose it was mainly my tendency to root for the bad guys, it would often manifest in movies where a ragtag group of good guys somehow prevail in the face of overwhelming odds against an enemy who is portrayed as a bunch of harmless peons (looking at you Fury).
 

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Mine

- Being an "adult child", finding myself often chatting with adults, instead of playing with the other children during relative events and family gatherings

- Speaking "sciencey", using words which children wouldn't normally use

- Being inquisitive, pondering philosophical questions and asking about questions which not really that many children asked. Like, "What if I'm actually a fish dreaming of being a human?" (I asked this question when being pre-elementary)

- Having "alone-time" at school now and then.

- Spending time with girls, not caring about things like "boys play with boys and girls with girls". I only stopped this when the girls one day stated that I should join the boys and play with them.

- During the first years at Elementary I would at times invent my own imaginary plays and invite others to them, instead of just participating to others plays.

- I really loved learning new things, studying with the microschope and exploring learning cd's about music, history or dinosaurs. Imagine my disappoint when my parents bought an Earth ball for a Christmas gift - but it was actually for my brother and not me. I never got one.
I felt often that his room was a "no-go zone" so I didn't have much chances to study it properly.

- I would do things which some would've found "eccentric". One time a classmate of mine did an unjust thing towards me. I voiced my opinion by starting to lay down in the ground. I didn't really feel anything emotional but I felt I needed to voice my opinion with this act of rebellion. The classbreak ended and pupils returned inside. I remained there, laying at ground. I was there until the teacher came to ask what's wrong. I returned calmly inside with the teacher and the classmates were probably like, "Wtf?".

- I found it hard to show my emotions to my family, so I invented my own neat thing to show them that I was happy and cared and loved them (No, it was not hugging or giving a kiss to the cheek. It was pressing my jaw up and down, applying pressure to their arm or shoulder, repeating a one worded mantra which sounded like pure nonsense to anyone hearing it. There was also a milder version of this, which was pinching them gently and repeatedly, while repeating the same mantra.). So always when I did this they knew that I was happy. I still do this sometimes even do this day, though much rarer and yeah, only to my family members.



I would've probably paired greatly with Allie from Hyperbole and a Half, during my child years.
Oh! I didn't know that primarily socialising with adults as a child is considered eccentric! I did that (as a matter of fact I still do. Conversations are much better with adults.).
When I was little I told my best friend that I needed to "concentrate on my education." and that I couldn't be friends with her anymore. This reduced her to tears.
 

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hmm.

using gyroscopes to create art and other things... (spider like webs, lattice with wood glue.)

I scared other parents, children -- purely through talking with them. (those that wanted to believe in santa were more difficult than the religious set.)

I jumped on every crack in the sidewalk... ("jump on a crack, break your mother's back")

my school used gimmicks and gave out prizes for reading books; I had a near breakdown because they wouldn't give me a stuffed animal (a prize for my grade level) because I read a book in a higher grade level. -- on a similar note, they weren't happy with my shoebox diorama for a book they felt was inappropriate due to my age.

Some of my earliest fights were with teachers and associated staff rather than other students...

every school I went to eventually allowed me to go to the school's library or another building/room instead of being forced out on the blacktop during recess...

the public library normally quarantined children to the kids area, but eventually made a space for me in the reference section.

I had more older friends, and occasionally some younger friends, but rarely any friends in my own age group / grade.

all my friends were misfits. (and probably more unique to my situation, it was literally a march of dimes parade.)

still, I was traditional loner for the most part.

I found odd jobs as a kid, some more odd for children... ("let's go dig for fossils.... and sell them on the black market)

my mum did get a bit exhausted explaining that a monotone "it was okay" meant "that I had a good time, and needed to go to take a nap now."

I didn't mind going to children parties because they nearly all of them took place at the same place, below the stage of the animatronic was a small crawl space with a strobe light that seemingly scared the other children... I'd just hide out, pass out there until it was time to leave.

the same people that feared what I might do with technology, were the same people that kept coming to me to setup or fix something.

I did prefer the villains and antiheroes, to the far too clean and sanitized 'good guys' too.

I dunno, just typical kids stuff, I suppose... do you know how high you could blow a park's trashcan in the air using only hairspray canisters?
 

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I was obsessed with colour and collected paint charts. I also had an entire shelf in my room dedicated to the family's encyclopaedia brittanica which I kind of took for myself. I planned out houses and used catalogues to plan every room.
 

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With me it was patterns.
I loved looking at, spotting and creating patterns, as they fascinated me.
 

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I used dice and a ruler when playing with Matchbox cars, no pushing them along on the floor without a ruleset like the other kids. Big, elaborate race courses laid out all around the house and yard...
 

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-In my childhood I distinctly remember being in school with all my classmates being loud and because of that I shushed them and remember thinking they were all idiots.

- I also loved talking apart stuff and trying to find out how they worked

- I was also really fascinated with the concept of being a spy and having cool gadgets like walky talky's
 

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I made friends easier with my fifth grade teacher than the other kids.

I always liked playing by myself and I hated sharing.

I always had to fake happiness.

I never complained about things being bad because they were old. In fact, I'm still a very young person and the fact that I never saw old things as inherently bad because they were old is probably one of the factors for EarthBound being my favorite game.
 

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I read when surrounded by other children my age: I completely ignored them. I always wanted for the adults to treat me like one of them, from as soon as I realized I was getting special treatment for being child. I read during recess and whatever I could get my hands on, and did not dress appropriately according to society and other children my age. I did not even notice until later that I was different from them. During recess, after I made a friend that remained my only friend for the next two years, I would always talk to her about my ideas and my thoughts, and I would always make escape plans. I believed magic was real for the longest time and told everyone I was a wizard... I made up countless stories and was convinced, at one point I could read minds... I convinced myself I was related to reptiles because I believed I was 'cold-blooded' -- during the summer everyone was hot when outside save for me. I dyed a section of my hair blue and never removed it or cared, I had an imaginary friend, and I acted like a fox all the time when I was at home. I had a very wild imagination due to all the fantasy stories I read, and once came up with a well thought out plan that would guarantee our survival in case of an emergency in our house. I would 'invent things' from objects I found in the recycling bin, and I wrote stories for my little brother when he was born. I came up with several ideas to improve my room that my dad agreed to letting me try, such as a bathroom in the closet, a rope ladder to a secret room in the attic, and a bunch of other things he never did. I manipulated my parents when I was upset and made them argue when I was angry at my mother, and I faked certain emotions for a long time. I didn't cry for months when I dared myself not to... I was extremely OCD and did not let anyone in my room. Even I did not touch my objects for fear of 'ruining their perfection.' Eh. I was better friends with my teacher than children my age and got along more with adults, and I even invited my teacher to my birthday party. It was small, with only two other kids, because my parents were really strict.
 

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In primary school I was sitting on the bench observing the other kids and the teacher asked my why I was such a lazy bones. I then asked her what was a lazy bones.

I've always been bullied as a kid. Always by older peers though. My classmates thought I was threatening because I was quiet and physically strong. Then I got labeled as a stupid grunt and someone not to piss off.

Third grade I said I wished my mother was dead. Other kids said they would tell the teachers on me. I started to laugh and cry until they apologized. Fourth grade I drew a picture of a WWII book character being run over by a car (one of plot events) and my friend drew tire tracks on the character's body but I was the one who got blamed for being too graphic. Sixth grade I drew a bunch of people burning alive and being killed to advertise why people should join the war as an example for war propaganda. We (group project) got a bad grade because the history teacher thought it was too graphic.

I've had a history of being sent to the principal's office for lacking tact. Fourth grade, I once jokingly threatened to stab someone because that person stabbed me but I got sent to the principal's office. Third grade I made a club whose members voted someone out of the group because I wanted it to be a democracy but I was the only one to get punished because I "ran" the whole thing (most of it was peer pressure). I wrote offensive statements as a joke in ninth grade and got sent to the principal's office yet again because the evaluators were pissed off at my words.

I cried a lot as a kid. I still do now. I think it's a reflex thing.
 

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I was into peeling stickers very carefully. Paying attention to how technique and patience led to the entirety of its removal. Like a form of meditation. It's so strange, it's one of those behaviors you yourself can only understand I guess.

Also apparently, even thought I don't remember this, I'd follow my mother into a room and just lay on the floor and observe. If she'd move rooms, I'd move.
 

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These are all from when I was in elementary school, from around grade 2-4.

1) I never truly believed in Santa. I was first introduced to the concept in grade 2 when my teacher made us write letters. I thought, WOAH so this guy will give me any toy I ask for if I mail him? It felt a little dubious but I was very thirsty for a Pokemon Gold.
After receiving a letter back, I noticed how the letter seemed completely unrelated to what my letter to him was about, and he never gave me the item. I then asked to look at my friends letters, and compared all of them. They basically sent all of us premade letters, and it was random which one we got. Some were duplicates. I basically pointed to the letters as evidence he was fake all along, but NONE of my friends believed me................ (I was extremely frustrated.)

2) I devoured non-fiction books in elementary school. I borrowed large batches from the library whenever my dad took me there. They ranged from astronomy to books about venomous animals. It was also how I learned how babies were made before we had sex ed talks........................ lol. (I was kind of disturbed by the idea of "people putting their peepee into another person's peepee" though.)

3) I loved to observe bugs when out playing, and always kept an eye out for new species I haven't seen before. I remember finding a perfect dragonfly specimen on the floor being mobbed by ants... I was very excited because I got to handle a dragonfly up close, but later I felt very disturbed by realization the ants were trying to eat/kill it. I moved it somewhere else but alas, it was dead the next day.

4) I often dragged my friends into dumb activities I made up. I made humorous books with jokes and puzzles in them and sold them to a friend for 2 dollars each. I also made them play shop with me, where we would pretend to own a shop and sell personal items to each other, like books and toys. I made a lot of money off of her (unintentionally) and her parents were upset when they found out LOL.

I also read a book about minerals so I made this INTJ friend of mine smash rocks in their front yard with me hoping to find a shiny "mineral" interior. I also taught him about the magnifying glass + sun trick that could light things on fire... and the first thing he did was use it to burn insects... I felt really bad that I taught him that afterwards. I was a pretty softhearted kid compared to him.

I also invented "pill bug racing" and would get people to catch pill bugs with me and race them across the pavement.
 
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