Misunderstood (An Excerpt From My Essay)
January 18th, 2010 by seven2six received 3 Comments »WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT
I was assigned to write an essay for my Communications class about where I came from, how it connects me to my community, and what makes me me. Listening to a song by Lil Wayne inspired me write about being “misunderstood”.
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An excerpt from my essay:
Since I’m from Chinatown, people that don’t really know me down here perceive me as an intimidating and mean person. People say the way I dress and walk makes me look intimidating, but that’s how people around me back home dress like. My defensive behavior could be seen as an immature behavior, but that’s how people around me would act like back home. I feel like I’m in one of those movies where there’s that one African American kid in an all-white school. He would feel totally different and wouldn’t be able to interact with the students. Being in UCSD, I feel that way to people that haven’t gotten to know me. For people that have gotten to know me, they would know that I’m far from an intimidating person.
Who I am is a simple, laidback person that is always down to have fun. What I am first perceived as is a “gangster-looking” rascal that has nothing better to do than to chill in the streets at night. Yeah, I like hanging out in the streets rather than doing boring stuff indoors, but that doesn’t make me anymore bad than the son of a minister. I take care of elementary/middle school kids at my church in Chinatown. I returned a wallet with all $125 in it to its respectful owner. Don’t judge a book by its cover.
A lot of friends would say that I’m “weird”. It’s not the bad weird where I would do crazy stuff for no reason, but weird that I’m comfortable to do things that others are too shy to do. I’m the type of person that would do anything regardless if people would like it or not. Fuck what they think. My philosophy is if I can’t act like myself around someone, I rather not have them as my friend. Some friends view me as sort of weird because I don’t care if people think I’m going to butcher a song when I sing along to the radio. I don’t mind dancing in front of people when I’m in the mood to dance. I’m not scared to admit that the first thing I would want to do when I feel down is to play basketball until my body can’t take anymore. Weird is a word that I love to hear from my friends because I know that they understand me now. Hearing that word, which is usually offensive to many people, I know that my friends have accepted me for who I am. I’ve basically flipped the whole meaning of a once offensive word into a word that gives me happiness.
I thought I’d include the song too. It’s called Don’t Get It (Misunderstood) by Lil Wayne.
Lil Wayne – Don’t Get It (Misunderstood)
(Click on the link to play the song)
Being misunderstood feels pretty bad. The way I am today is the accumulation of all the influences that I’ve had during my lifetime up to this point. As you may have read, people first see me as a shady person, but if you know me, I’m really not. In fact, I’m known as the opposite. Weird, huh?
Don’t judge a book by its cover.
Tags: lil wayne, music, Rant, thoughts, ucsd
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Yeah, man, you’re weird… in a beautiful kind of way. Keep growing! (Soon you’ll be as tall as a tree, and then I shall climb you and get stuck. Vivian will have to call 9-1-1. Actually, maybe you shouldn’t grow into a tree then.) I DIDN’T JUDGE THE BOOK BY ITS COVER!!! (And you totally know I did…) Super super!
you used the word fuck in your essay?? ooo shame F!!
I liked it.
Everyone says they don’t, but judging is the first thing that anybody does when they meet another person. It’s easy to see what’s on the surface – dress, speech, and manner – and make a split-second judgment. It’s a lot harder for many people to not let that blink-of-an-eye judgment color the rest of your actions and personality, and stop themselves from getting to know you.