Assumptions
Haven’t been blogging lately, so I decided that this is probably a good time to start again.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about the assumptions people make about me, that I’m like this quiet reserved kid, that I’m über straight-edge and have never set a foot out of line, that I’m just a naïve little, immature kid who wouldn’t know anything about the “real world” or even that I’m religious!?
All of these, especially that last one, are seriously untrue. I get really offended whenever someone makes an unfounded and shallow assumption about me. Still, most of the time, most assumptions people make about me, however shallow aren’t totally baseless.
Being the compulsive liar and compartmentaliser I am, I tend to… project certain personalities and characteristics around certain people. So basically, most of the assumptions that people make about me are pretty much my own fault. I guess to an extent, I probably wanted those people to make those assumptions.
In essence, the point of this post is, if you see me acting a certain way don’t be so quick to judge, I’m not a one-dimensional charater from some stupid Khaled Hosseini novel. There are more side to my personality than most experts would deem to be healthy.
