I am so insensitive.
I mean, I know that I'm a pretty frank, straight-forward, and I really tend to express my opinions in a very blunt and sadly, offending way. I'm even bordering on domineering. But I don't--well, I guess I have to admit that I DO SOMETIMES force my views on some people. I just like making people know me, understand me. I want them to know what I think. Wow, that's so...self-centered? At the end of the day, don't we all just want to be understood?
So the sun was intense. The temperature was rising, and sweat was trickling down our backs, making our shirts stick to our skin. It was very hot and the light was almost blinding, being directly on us.
Denise said something along the lines of her skin getting darker. I said what's wrong with that. She replied that she just didn't want to get darker. I was vehement. I said, "Discrimination. Why is darker skin always equated as less desirable, ugly, and inferior?" Something along those lines. She just kept quiet.
Yes, she is indeed that kind. She follows the principle of not saying anything if you don't have anything good to say.
Which brings me to my conclusion. Around me people have an optimum level of tolerance--when they don't spend that much time around me and when I'm actually aware of everything I'm saying/doing. Otherwise, they will just die in the zero levels of tolerance.
Biology is seriously growing on me.
God help me, bless me for our quiz tomorrow.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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