It is one of my favorite movies. But it’s not the movie that’s on my mind right now, it is my tendency to choose a path that is less obvious in many aspects of life. In a way, I am quite a rebel. I challenge conventional wisdom for fun. This can be annoying to some but I just can’t help myself. It’s tiring, I have to admit. I wish I could just accept things they way they are, but I can’t even pretend to.
I am lucky to have 2 approving parents. They have always let me decide whatever I wanted to do with my life since as far as I could remember. As a result, there was harmony in my home when I was growing up as I had no platform to rebel.
I hate dictating people — to the point that I would go a distance to do the OPPOSITE of what they wanted me to do just to SPITE them. Although, most of the time, I would try to avoid any form of confrontation, simply because I am not good at arguing. I would either lose, or go aboveboard — both of which are bad.
If one were to observe my siblings, I am clearly the odd one out. The choices I made were vastly different. My train of thoughts are alien to the family. And no I was not adopted.
Many times I find my opinions are so different that I think it’d be best to refrain myself from saying anything, for fear that I may shock them or be negatively judged (also I am not good at convincing people). This is true not only when I am among family members, but also among friends and other people I meet. As a result, I had become a man with few words — lots of thoughts, but very few words.
At my core, a life less ordinary enchants me, while a LIFELESS ordinary is what I am afraid of.
