Wow, we're doing fairly badly at writing this! It's all the stress with the A Level exams, who said this was easy hey?
But anyway, just thought I'd write about something that I've thought about for a while. The inspiration for this blog has been ongoing for the past couple of months, I think just putting it in writing is a bit more of a challenge.
It's weird to think a majority of the people we see day-to-day we are probably never going to speak to, never find out their name, their family, their relationships, their whole stance on life. There's what, 7 billion people on this Earth (hope I've got the math right)? How could we possibly be expected to know who each and every one of them is.
We're learning about celebrity stalking in Psychology (or should I say, we've learnt, now currently revising), and it's odd to think so many of us know of a celebrity (e.g. Justin Bieber) and can relate to them personally (well, I can't because I'm not a particular fan, but you get my drift). If perhaps we spent less time going mad over what colour shoes Cher Lloyd was wearing to her next concert, or what Victoria Beckham's next baby was going to be called, perhaps we could learn and meet people of a realistic nature, and see what is beyond our rose-tinted glasses.
I'm not perfect, I have my idols too. Heck, when I heard Alecia Moore (P!nk) was pregnant, I was researching many of the different magazines to find out any info I could. That's just how society is based I guess. Anyway I'm going off topic.
I went to the fireworks in my hometown a few nights ago, to announce the beginning of Festival Too. It was a pretty good night, was with my friends, having a good time. I was standing in front of my boyfriend when this women brushed past my arm. I raised my eyebrows ready to make a snide comment, when she turned around and mouthed 'sorry'. Once realising she had tears staining her cheeks I replied 'it's ok' and let it go.
Now, most people (myself included) would look at her and think 'too much to drink' which is exactly what my boyfriend commented once she was out of ear shot. But then, is that always the case? She could perhaps have lost her child, or the fireworks may have reminded her of some distant memory in her past. Who's to say? I couldn't. It's so easy to be judgemental of people we don't necessarily know.
When I walk down the street alone, if I see a group jostling and yelling (a group similar to what I was in a few years ago) I will cross the street. Now when I was that type of person, I used to hate it when people did that to me, put me into a stereotype that I was automatically going to murder them. Me and my old friends got pulled over by policeman a good few times, just to get our details to know we weren't causing any trouble that night. Is that fair? I was 13 just out with my friends, who liked to dress in black hoodies, who were clearly stereotyped into being offensive. Almost 4 years on, I treat people like that with the same degree of ignorance.
Perhaps rather than judging people, we should become more open to them. We are so wrapped up in our own lives that we don't take time to notice those around us. I know this. I am guilty of it too.
That's all I wanted to say really. Just made me think. I hope it did you too.
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