Being Bunny
"Do you know the Bunny?"
Being me, I am confident to say that I know who I am and I am refuse to conform to what or who people think I am. All my life, people ascribe me an identity of their own without getting to know me. I am sick of that. Do first impressions really matter that much? Hold on, let me rephrase that: Is it fair to form a first impression of someone solely based on your own limited knowledge to a certain group of people categorized by what others tell you without a personal encounter of the subject?
Those who know me are aware of the fact that I am an eccentric person with my own style. I do not chase after what is displayed on the catwalk of the major fashion cities neither would I glue myself to fashion magazine. The way I dress is to my liking and I seriously believe in looking good with what I have. So what if I look different? At least, I know I look presentable, smart, and comfortable! The fairness that I once had on my skin is highly related to the climate that I am exposed to, and being conscious about personal hygiene and grooming doesn’t make me a spoiled brat. And for those who really thinks the length of ones hair defines their character? Oh please!
I am disturbed by the fact that people judge me for the way I choose to speak too. Is it wrong to speak properly with the right use of words and grammar? Am I offensive when I try to practice whatever that has been taught in manners, etiquette and courtesy? One doesn’t have to be from a wealthy family to exercise good manners in deeds and words. Why am I being criticized for trying my best to be polite and using the language correctly? "Oh look, there is one spoiled princess…" Oh, give me a break! Of course, there is the other polar where there are some who think that I am speaking my mind with no knowledge or wisdom of the subject just to catch the attention of others. Sheesh! (And by the way, those who fall into this category more often than not are eavesdroppers, uninvited ears to the conversations that I have with my audience.)
There are those who generalize me that I expect too much from others when I bring up a matter like the above. But do I? I wish to improve myself in every way I can, and truly believe that I should first treat others how I want to be treated. I refuse to discount on my potential. Is it too much to ask for a little genuine love, care, and compassion around, accepting people as they are? I DO NOT EXPECT PEOPLE TO BE LIKE ME, OR CHANGE THEMSELVES TO WHAT I WANT THEM TO BE. What I sincerely ask is to just see a person for who he or she truly is by getting to know them in person.
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So, I have been home for a week now. With all the people who I have met, I pray that I have the patience to deal with the difference in the people’s mentality over here. I am just a simple girl, an ordinary person. Those who truly know me knows that I am just Suemae. Fellow Malaysians, go ahead and call me or treat me as a sucker as I continue to choose the path to strive for what is good and right. Many worry that I am going to be taken advantage of; however, for those who are really concerned, please join me in my prayers that it is in the darkness where people will come to know the existence of light, and that this little light will not be snuffed out.
