First of all, I would just wish to say that my post where I said I would not be blogging much should be ignored. It seems as if my blogging rate has increased under all this pressure. What can I say?! This blog keeps me sane.
Onto the post.
I was walking home from college today when I was walking through a nearly empty park. In the park were a group of 8-14 boys my age. Note that I was on my own.
If they had just been talking, I would've been fine.
But they were shouting. Very loudly. At each other.
So I walked as fast as I could.Walking fast was my only option since I don't know any martial arts.
And it was then when I realised how weak I was. Usually I feel strong and tough. I keep my emotions in check and like to remain formal. But I freaked out then. I didn't care how I appeared. I just didn't want to get caught up in anything.
I then started ranting to myself. I would never act like that. In fact I don't know of many people who would.
I don't think they realised, but they tarnished the image of every teenager out there who struggles against the stereotype of hooded youth. Us younguns are told we are dumb, rude, have no manners and are a stain on society.
While I and a large number of teenagers are the exact opposite, these boys ticked every single box of the hooded youth.
I was so angry that I decided I had to write a blog post on this even though I wasn't meant to update today.
I know we shouldn't focus on what others think of us but sometimes it would be nice if people thought about how they appeared because those boys continued to shout as I walked past and it was obvious I was uncomfortable.
Have you ever had an experience like this? Would you have walked through the park if you had been in my position?