Expressing The Real Me: Is it the Right Thing to Do?
Expressing The Real Me: Is it the right thing to do?
I currently am in my second year in the university and I have been block mates with the same people for over a year now. Friendships form within this span of time. You can even say “I know you; You know me,” but practically speaking, how sure are you that you truly know each other?
I could still remember last year, during our freshmen year, when everyone in the class was asked to introduce his or herself. Some are the class clowns, the bring-all-the-make-up type of person, the shy type, the say-all-the-things-you-want-to-say type, the music lovers, the bookworms, and many more. Each type is associated to an individual, in my perspective, that is. Of course, there are first impressions but I believe that first impressions are usually false or that they do not really show the real character of a person. True enough, the types I have perceived them to be are not really who they are as far as I know them now, but that was only after a few months of being with them. Being a member of the class, I too belong to a type, described not by myself but by my friends in the class, and how did I come to know this? They told me so.
One time, It was after our seven o’ clock class when we, my friends and I, decided to eat outside. We usually talk about anything under the sun. To be honest, I was really depressed at that time due to the load of schoolwork we had to do. They, as friends, comforted me and told me that I have to relax every once in a while and not stress about school because they, too, have the similar problem but it seemed that I was more worried. Here came their statement. They described me as a girl who did nothing but read, worry about her grades, and the school-dorm-school-dorm type. The truth is, I am not really what they have described me. I am the type who even procrastinate, sleep before doing anything for school, go out with other friends, and not the school-dorm-school-dorm type. To be fair, I told
I currently am in my second year in the university and I have been block mates with the same people for over a year now. Friendships form within this span of time. You can even say “I know you; You know me,” but practically speaking, how sure are you that you truly know each other?
I could still remember last year, during our freshmen year, when everyone in the class was asked to introduce his or herself. Some are the class clowns, the bring-all-the-make-up type of person, the shy type, the say-all-the-things-you-want-to-say type, the music lovers, the bookworms, and many more. Each type is associated to an individual, in my perspective, that is. Of course, there are first impressions but I believe that first impressions are usually false or that they do not really show the real character of a person. True enough, the types I have perceived them to be are not really who they are as far as I know them now, but that was only after a few months of being with them. Being a member of the class, I too belong to a type, described not by myself but by my friends in the class, and how did I come to know this? They told me so.
One time, It was after our seven o’ clock class when we, my friends and I, decided to eat outside. We usually talk about anything under the sun. To be honest, I was really depressed at that time due to the load of schoolwork we had to do. They, as friends, comforted me and told me that I have to relax every once in a while and not stress about school because they, too, have the similar problem but it seemed that I was more worried. Here came their statement. They described me as a girl who did nothing but read, worry about her grades, and the school-dorm-school-dorm type. The truth is, I am not really what they have described me. I am the type who even procrastinate, sleep before doing anything for school, go out with other friends, and not the school-dorm-school-dorm type. To be fair, I told