People never cease to confound me. It strikes me that people never really have their acts together, and most realize this about themselves. Why then, are they so exclusionary? I mean, if you are having, say, an existential crisis concerning growing up, why then do many refuse to stray from their path? Why are people afraid of new people and experiences? If you move into a neighborhood, older residents typically shun you. Honestly though you can replace the neighborhood theme of the last sentence and insert just about any outsider to group scenario. Similarly, people will normally move back to the neighborhood they grew up in rather than travel and learn about new places. Perhaps these two examples are relatedly engrained into our understanding of society. Yeah, I'm guilty of these things too, but at least I force myself open to new ideas. A friend of mine asked my opinion of a person with a known reputation as a beligerant slut on campus and I replied that I didn't really have one b/c she has always been so nice to me. The friend commented that I was very fair, but in my mind I was just being open. Open to the idea that there is more to a person than rumors and surface value.
Even so, I realized something chilling about myself the other day. Where ever I go, I seem to unconsciously defy the norm. It bothers me. For example, while at WPHS which a school dominated by preppy stylings and kids driving SUVs their parents bought them, I had an additional 13 inches of hair. Now that I am at NCF, a hippy/indie dominated school, I now spike my short hair. Is there something in me that forces me to define myself off of others' perceived normalcy? Is this a path I don't know I'm on? Man, I hope not.
This is all stream of conciousness anyway. My mind isn't dwelling on anything to important I guess. But, yeah, people, try to be a little more open minded. Shake things up a bit.
Even so, I realized something chilling about myself the other day. Where ever I go, I seem to unconsciously defy the norm. It bothers me. For example, while at WPHS which a school dominated by preppy stylings and kids driving SUVs their parents bought them, I had an additional 13 inches of hair. Now that I am at NCF, a hippy/indie dominated school, I now spike my short hair. Is there something in me that forces me to define myself off of others' perceived normalcy? Is this a path I don't know I'm on? Man, I hope not.
This is all stream of conciousness anyway. My mind isn't dwelling on anything to important I guess. But, yeah, people, try to be a little more open minded. Shake things up a bit.
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nikoli20:
I had a dream about you. It was kinda odd and took place in a jewelry store.

nikoli20:
It was kind of confusing but we were in a mall after coming from like a battlefield with guns and lots of shooting fun. You ran into the jewelry store to show me something and my glasses broke. Then you brought me over something I couldn't see (I think it was a small cute little pink gun) and I woke up. I think we were assassins.