I learned a lesson today. I talked to a certain man some hour ago. Shouted at first, both of us. I told him I don't like him and I think he's an appalling buta-cchi for spending his life in his room eating pizza and playing video games, especially at his age. He told me of the things I had no clue he was doing, like hiking, camping and helping his father. Not the aspect I had in mind, no, but it got the point across well enough to get me smiling at how wrong I was. "Perception's a bitch", he added. I did not see him for what he was and I did not try to. I created my own picture of him, as we humans do with everything, as is natural and unconscious, but sometimes the negligently easy way. Yes, I'm not too worried about that, rather amused, really. So that's what's going on! So that's why others don't see me for what I see myself to be! I must also be wrong about others, I might even hold wrong pictures of my best friends! I am indeed misunderstood and so are the others! If, with a varying degree, this is truly a global rule, if everyone considers you only through their own filters... What am I saying?... My homeroom teacher has told us may times that: "Everyone measures others by his own level of perverseness."
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