Lecturer: Do you go online a lot?
Dee: Yes...
Lecturer: I thought you'd do so. You look like you're the kind who'd go online to find "virtual" friends.
Dee: *dumbstruck*
As I go on living each day, I discover another type of species in this world those that love to judge from what they see. Unfortunately, the seeing was only on surface level as far as it gets. Metaphorically, when we look into the sea, people like that will see only their reflections. Those who dip themselves in a bit more and start snorkeling will probably see a teeny bit more. Those who can dive in and swim around would probably realize there is, literally, another world down there.
Where diving is concerned, it sounds really interesting. Yet, it's not something everyone or anyone can do. Simply because it takes courage to make it happen. Looking at the other side of the coin, it also means risking your life.
Now going back to my initial point. On the day that lecturer made such assumption about me I had no intention to correct his vision. Deep down, I guess he's those who'd only see his own reflection on water surface. In real, while I surf a lot, it makes me an IT geek today not a cyber social butterfly. Truth be told, I don't even speak to strangers.
"You're depressed, unmotivated, melancholic, power crazy, inconsistent, gives up easily, never listened... Was there ever a thing that you took up and stick to it for life? Why are you crying? You're damn emotional. That is what melancholics are capable of giving me. Instead of crying you should work harder and prove it to me. Truth is I treat you like a boy..."
Those were the lines that a friend used repetitively on me last Saturday. Was again dumbstruck. Unlike a lecturer, this is a FRIEND. Someone whom I thought would know me. Despite countless explanations, he couldn't because he has already fixed in his mind who I am.
He thinks I am this. I know I am not. Suppose that's all that matters after all. It takes courage and is risky to dive deep down into the unknown realm.
*Thanks to Andrew for bringing me, literally, back to the ground when you know I couldn't make it. Something I learned along my way is work within what my stamina allows me. Pushing and testing the boundary, being irreverent is fine, as long as I'm still safe in one piece but not when it harms or kills my body. What's the point of having a persistent soul when your body is dead?
To my friend who thinks life is all about pushing to the max...
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