The Writing

Thanks to the people who've already checked this thing at its earliest stage. ha.

Today. hm.
Woke up and went to practice with Jon Kwalk (cool guy, you should meet him). Yea. Honestly, I wasn't really playing that well and my temper was slipping but all was cool. Tennis is just a game after all. So yea that was pretty cool.

Afterward, Jon and I dropped by In n Out. mmm. good stuff. and Yogurtland. haha.

So what I was trying to get to was while we were eating our yogurt on Mrs. Kwalk's car. We were just talking and it was all good. Jon brought up the issue of personal identity and he was really into it. Saying how we were all different people that were molded into the "normal" people as a result of the suppression of society; it made perfect sense. Don't get me wrong, it's not like this had never crossed my mind before, its just it made so much sense while eating yogurt. ha. Anyway, he was saying how he never wanted to be normal, that he wanted to be different, not for the sake of being different, but because thats who he was. So what are you? me? them? Are we just the people that society has created as its normal citizens? Or maybe something more? Either way. I like Jon's way of thinking. It had me going. It had me thinking.

So yea. I don't quite no where this post goes but I'm still going. We were all different of course. But why be different? why not conform? I'm not going to lie, I'm as influenced by society as anyone else. It affects how i think and act. In some ways it allows me to control my temper, to have manners, to grow as a person. But what about me? the true me? am i killing him in order to be what others want me to be? I better not be. Mrs. Kwalk concluded our conversation by saying that no one really knew who he or she was. and she was right. I have no idea of who I am. I am what others portray me as? is that not so? If others view me as an indecent person, then am I not an indecent person? I feel as if it isn't even up to me to know who i am. I am a functioning human. Of course i am. But am i nothing more than a mirror of other people's expectations? I do believe so. Choosing to be different is something that i admire. Choosing to be yourself is something that I cannot fully express in words.

At the end of the day I feel this... Be yourself in every occasion, for that is what makes you human, but have an open mind for suggestion, for that is what will make you wise.

All of this from Yogurtland and Jon.

Once again, thanks for reading. It means a lot to me.

And feel free to comment, I don't bite.