Who I wanna be.

When we’re down, every little flaw around us is obvious. Even a tiny bump in the road can seem like a matter of concern. I get so pissed sometimes.. for absolutely nothing. Must be all the studying I’m having to do lately. All the time away from my people. I get murderous every time my Giraffe of a benchmate hides my view of the cute guy or when one of my naturally annoying teachers decide to be a little more annoying. As I drown in that ocean of contempt for literally “every fucking thing”, comes along math class to resuscitate me.

No, I was never a huge fan of Math. Didn’t like it, didn’t hate it. This year, however, it’s different and THAT I’m grateful for. I’ve met a lot of people in my life. Interesting, good, bad, lame, moral, and on goes the list. But, never have I ever met someone like my Math teacher. He is hands down the best Math teacher there ever will be and also happens to be an even more exceptional person. Exceptional enough to have me waiting for Math class every day.

We see flawless people on TV everyday. I do, I mean, I’m a Sherlockian! But this is my first encounter with such flawlessness in reality. I can’t even begin to understand how someone with accomplishments this huge, could be so kind, down to earth. In a world where children are considered to be hilariously inferior to adults, this man treats us like we matter. Perhaps it’s all of his well earned respect, that makes it seem like impressing him with our potential will be one of our greatest achievements. We don’t know much about his personal life, or his life out of school itself to begin with. The thing is, I don’t think anyone cares! He is our Math teacher and how he is with us is all that matters.

All my life I had the idea that image was everything. Knowing how to handle people and getting them to think, what I’d like them to think of me was my life’s goal because I come from a generation where everyone admire good looking people with a sharp tongue and “cool stuff”. I see the vanity in all that now.

Character is everything. When no one who knows you would want to change a thing about you, THAT’s respect and THAT is the respect I hope to earn someday. If a person can make even MATH seem interesting, then THAT is the kind of people’s skill I’d like for myself. If I am ever known as somebody, someone like him is who I wanna be. What about you?

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You, yes you!

You’re you.

Everything in your life is you.

What happens when you turn into someone else?

Do you ever feel like we lose a little bit of ourselves in everything in our lives? Our personalities are imprinted into everything related to us. Like DNA among blood relatives. Just like our tissue can be traced back to us. Our belongings: virItual, abstract or real can be linked to us as well!

Reading a post “Define yourself” from an amazing blog,

Daydreamsandferriswheels.wordpress.com

And watching a few sherlock episodes initiated this train of thought.

Be it a like or dislike, a choice, a password, the attire, a possession, the career, passion, the people you choose and the relationships you choose to have with them, the lifestyle! Everything associated with you is very much related to you. When you think of it, either it brims with your personality or it is characterised by a deep desire. Am I wrong? I bet I’m not.

Who you are is reflected in everything in your life, what happens when you start being someone else?

Yes, it happens to everybody. There are times in our lives when we are insecure and low that we start hating or considering ourselves to have an unsatisfactory personality, that we decide that being someone else, someone better may change things. For those of you going through this, YES. It will. There will be a change. You might even become more popular and liked among people. But what you should know is that they don’t like you. They only like how well you’ve become the other person. It’s barely an appreciation to your mirroring ability or whatever the shrinks say!

I do something similar, but different. I change who I am with people. But the “different” part is that I’m a different person with everyone. I was gifted with the ability of not being a moron and understanding the people around me. I use said “superpowers” to deduct what they like and simply be that to them. Although I am not doing this for the same reasons it’s still similar. Anyone following my blogs will know that I’m a pretty (understating it) confident person. I put on this “chameleon” act ’cause sometimes I’m just scared. Scared that revealing too much will make me vulnerable. Well, I am a work in progress! But there’s never a time, where people are ever unclear about who I am. That is something I’d never let happen. I cherish who I am at all times and make sure people see it well enough to do so as well! 😀

But in this process I’ve seen people lose their identity. Not only are they making themselves seem common but they also rob everyone of the opportunity of meeting this type of human.

All I have is one question for you. Are you just “everybody”?