Another thing I wanted to address was the concept of misconceptions. I will state and you can all quote me on this, that I have a different view on how society should run. What I don't like is when people try to agree with me, and they don't know what they are talking about. In school, most of the people in my classes are able to respect my opinion, but they do not want to try and see my view. I don't become angry at this, rather, I become saddened that they don't have the strength to try and understand, but that topic is for another day. Anyway, I was in one of my classes a while back, and there is a child who sits by me. Now, for the sake of privacy, I will be keeping the name of the class, and the name of the students involved, altered. Lets call the kid behind me Jack. Now, Jack just wants to fit in. I, being the only student who actually acknowledged his presence, was the one opening Jack saw to make a friend. (on a side note, why do people have a tendency to forcefully make friends in a new school, to those people I say, CALM THE HELL DOWN) Jack needed that opening badly, I mean, who knows when he will have another chance like that again. So, Jack, in his false confidence due to my acknowledgement of his presence, spoke to me. Someone in my class must have told Jack of my views, because the boy would only talk about my views, as if there was nothing else to do. In most cases, I embrace any individual who is genuinely curious in the same things I am, but, in all honesty, the boy didn't know jack! The boy was just spouting out anything that had anything to do with my views. To make this easier for you guys to understand, lets say I was a fan of The Beatles, and the person you are talking about is mentioning anything from the actual band, to the insect. That is how badly this person was in terms of his understanding of my views. I told the boy that frankly, he didn't know what the hell he was talking about. The only advice I have to the Jacks of the world is, if you don't know something, don't state, just question if you are genuinely intrigued; and if you have the same motives as Jack, I really hope we don't meet in real life.
That's the last topic I wanted to talk about, real life. I don't know if you have recognized it, but some people get their identities stolen, hell, some people get their Facebook used by someone. Doesn't it make you wonder that whoever you're talking to on the other line, or who you're texting, is actually the person you mean to be sending such messages to? I mean, who knows, maybe I'm not actually Rodolfo (I mean, of course I'm the real one, but for the sake of example) and you guys just read the name and assume? Isn't it weird that as the world advances, we grow farther apart? It grows so far apart that we may not know who we are even talking to anymore.
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