I do not usually speak about myself but I need a little advice and I think the onlyway is to tell a little about myself and my ideas, and maybe even get some insighton other things. I am not a good writer, many English teachers have told me I amquite the opposite, but I ask you to try and look at what I am truly attempting to say. You may find details that are inaccurate, but just try to see the big picture (which isobviously up to your own interpretation). I am sorry if it is a little long, and it isactually the second longest thing I think I have ever written. Maybe my ideas arecompletely wrong. This is why I am looking for some clarification and advice, and foryou to treat my disease. It’s called ignorance, and I use this term to mean a lack of knowledge, or more importantly, understanding of things.I am an undergraduate in college and I am relatively lonely. I do have friends, orpeople that I spend my time hanging out with, but I am not able to find much incommon with most of them. I have not been able to find many in my entire life thatI really feel connected to at all. I have always been relatively shy, but I do try to getinvolved with things and meet people. I guess I am the typical rebellious teen whodeep down tries to think he/she is so much different than everyone else (I knowmany of us have this feeling but never admit it). However, I do not walk down thestreets with a 2 foot Mohawk or with black clothes and chains hanging from myears, or with pants much too tight and pink hair, or with clothes much too big to fit, jewelry hanging from my ears and neck, and something used to barbeque chickenand steak in my mouth (it’s called a grill for all those who are not “in” on what iship).I have never understood why people try to be different by acting the same aseveryone else who tries to be different. I guess I am strange but clothing has alwaysmattered very little to me, and I usually just try to wear very basic things thatsociety accepts as average or normal. One is not defined by the clothes one wearsor how one looks, but by who one is on the inside and the thoughts and personalityone has developed, however my testicles and the chemicals in my brain tell medifferently all of the time (I know I am just so shallow, I wish I could be more like allof you). Maybe I am being ignorant and arrogant, but I do not really see whyclothing is such a giant deal in our society, from Goth to Gangster to perfect prep towhatever (this is obviously not my specialty), I find it strange that some peoplethink different patterns and colors on clothing actually help define a person. I hope Ibarely even need to mention tattoos. Express yourself by speaking and showingwho you are, not by hiding behind your ink destroyed skin.I have always enjoyed thinking about how things work, everything from toys toelectronics to people to myself. I like understanding things, and that entails beingable to see both sides of a story as objectively as possible. It may not be possible toever look at something with a completely unbiased opinion, let alone write about it(in the realm of thoughts it is much easier for me to understand things, and forsome reason I have a very hard time putting these thoughts on paper), but I guessat least I can give it a shot. Most things I read and see are simply products of manipulation, people attempting to convince others of things, without any concernfor finding truth. Some people can’t stand being wrong, and they need others to tellthem they are right and agree with them, because they are actually very insecureabout their own ideas (then again, maybe the only reason I am writing this isbecause I am insecure with my own ideas too). We live in a society based uponmanipulation, and flat out lying. Television, magazines, and newspapers are fueled by advertisers and bigbusinesses. I do not care about all of the different conspiracy theories that are just
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