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Admission of
a So-Called Weirdo
By Jason
Laxamana
DESCRIBE ME.
Weird? Weird. Okay, you categorized me under the weirdo ward. Let's
break this down into the smallest detail of why you described me
as such.
I admit. Many
people call me a weirdo. I don't know where they got that impression.
As far as I know, I'm just doing what my heart desires, what I believe
that there's nothing wrong about, and what I generally think is
not weird at all. So why do they describe me as weird? Is it because
my actions are way different from theirs? Is it because I'm so out
of trend? Is it because all of them have their respective boyfriends
or girlfriends? Is it because I wear glasses, rarely smile, laugh
alone, hypnotize myself with books, and enjoy being alone? If your
answer is yes to any of those mentioned above, so what?
I thought we
are all unique. So why try to convert someone who acts dissimilar
with your hobbies and likings? Worse, why try to stay away from
those people? We can all be a family with different aspects. Ponder
that compatibility is not always perfect. What kind of boring world
this planet is, if all are the same, not having any characteristic
of their own? Let's break it down deeper.
I'm out of trend.
It's very simple, my dear. If the new trend will be cutting your
finger off, would you grab a bolo and chop it off? If the new trend
will be wearing a fake beard, would you hang one? If the new trend
will be hanging a clothesline around your shoulders, would you do
it? I don't think so. Besides, we have our own tastes. If it goes
well with me, why not try? I have no girlfriend. Just a simple explanation,
I'm not searching for love; it will search for me. I know its good
benefits, but I also find the negative effects disadvantageous for
my studies. You don't become higher than others if you get yourself
inside a relationship. Think again, related studs.
I laugh alone,
hahaha! After I laugh, you ask me why I'm laughing alone without
anything going on that is funny. Surely then, I'll reply, "Nothing."
That's common. I don't need to tell you what I'm thinking as of
then. I find reminiscing funny moments a perfect quenching lemonade
for boredom and temporary depression. I enjoy being alone. Maybe
that roots to my environment. If your environment is full of teen
flirt and trash talk and you get deaf with that since they've been
talking about the same things for the whole year, will you try to
push yourself inwards the circle just to be in? If everything that
surrounds you drips with criticisms and nonsensical stuff, would
you enjoy roaming around? If yes, then you will be a social climber.
In my opinion, those characteristics said before are not those of
a weird. Well, maybe for you, it is, because weird for you is something
that is not like you or not suited to your tenets.
So maybe some
of you have a different reason for saying I'm weird. Is it because
I study psychic and paranormal subjects, which for you seems odd,
but for others and me seems interesting and cool? Okay, let's pretend
that what I'm studying and believing in is weird. Does that make
me weird? If one studies about sex, does that mean he's lusty? I
found you reading a book about criminals and thieves. Does that
make you a crook? You are watching sitcoms everyday. Does that make
you engaged in showbiz? We studied weather when we were in elementary.
Does that make us students aspiring to be involved in meteorology
or become like Ka Ernie? If you're reading Pugad Baboy, does that
make you funny?
In short, you
don't become what you touch, don't become what you wear, and don't
become what you read. What you read reflects your interests, but
interests cover just a small part of what you truly are. So for
all my analogical questions above, I modestly submit my answer:
no. I read all those stuff because of my curiosity and quest for
wisdom. If you find what I'm reading is bizarre, then don't call
me bizarre, for open-mindedness' sake!
Before describing
a person as weird, know him fully. Labeling someone a weirdo, even
if he's not really one, is, I think, very narrow. You are not the
parent of the world. Not all around you will be like you or share
the same concerns as yours. What would you do if someone called
you flirtatious yet you know deep inside you're not? What would
you do if you were accused of being a liar yet you know you're not?
The answer to all those similarly presented queries is connected
to why the heck I'm writing these things up. If you still believe
I'm weird, okay, fine! We have our own beliefs anyway. That is,
one is correctly open and the other is imbecilely narrow or moronically
close. I like to stay on the wide side, whether you mind it or not.
Why do I sound defensive, you ask? Well, I think it's purely better
than being offensive, correct?
To all so-called
weirdos out there who are really not, don't get depressed. You are
a unique soul. Stand for your dogma. They can't take away what's
in you.
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