the art of understanding

they say you need a lifetime to truly understand about a person.

i guess it's true. because i really don't understand myself at all.

i do weird things sometimes. oh well maybe it's all the time.

i've come across people who think that i'm weird, and doesn't even hesitate to tell me that as well. This makes me feel a little sad, 'cause no one really likes others, or even worse strangers telling you that you're weird. Being weird is almost equivalent to being crazy (really senseless crazy). And I find that much of an insult. Yes, so what if I myself agree that I'm weird. No one has the right to say that of me, because do you really understand me so much as to place a judgment on me? And this is probably the weakness of most people these days. They jump to conclusions, and make silly comments about others that are so wrong, even when they do not understand that person much. I'm not saying that I'm not guilty of this. In fact, I commit such mistakes all the time. So i'm learning to place myself in the other person's shoes, whenever I try to make a comment of him/her, regardless of good or bad.

Sigh. Learning to do so is yet another process that needs a lifetime.