How well do you really know someone?
Saw some stuff on psychology on my sister's desk and was just looking at the back covers.
The books were all really thick and had a bunch of stuff on how to know someone through a scientifical study on psychology and stuff.
Do we really need books to explain to us how to know someone? I've always been under the impression that spending time with someone will help you know him/her. That's how people know what their friends would say or do under certain circumstances, because they know them so well that certain actions become fixed in their mind.
This is sort of like my previous science vs non-science stuff... Jeremy obviously thought scientifically - the aim of science is to theorise everything and come up with a set of rules that govern the universe.
To digress a bit, if you believe totally in science (like say an atheist would), you'd think that life was nothing more than complex organic chemistry, and that memories and feelings and thoughts and all the other beautiful things that make life worth living are actually just atoms interacting with each other in a really complicated way.
Obviously a lot of people reject this explanation, because it's just unbelievable that something as complex as emotions could be generalized to a set of chemical equations. Which is how I feel as well, but not the point for this.
A lot of people, I believe, have multiple personalities, not in the schizophrenic way (>_>;;), but more like they react differently to different groups of people. For example, I usually adopt a very guai, the-other-person-is-always-right personality upon speaking to like teachers and other people that have to be given due respect and stuff, but if you know me you'd know I behave very differently in a casual situation.
On a side point this sort of ties in to an old threat my mother made to send me to a counselor as "no other boy was so naughty or untidy etcetcetc"
So anyway, how I would present myself to the counselor would be completely different. I wouldn't make any lame spastic jokes or anything, and he could actually see me as guai as Kevin Wong as he hasn't seen anything to contradict it except the words of my mother. So even though you have read all these books on personality analysis, I doubt he could truly claim to know what I thought.
Backed along by my standard paranoia that I have developed, I'm always wondering whether (in a very Matrix way of thinking) the people I consider friends are actually friends, or just people who pity me and just being nice to me etc. Even if I know someone does really consider me a friend, there's always this unshakeable voice in the back that says everything's a lie.
So I wonder whether do these people actually know me well enough, through spending time with me or being around me for a long time, to consider me a friend. The impression that I usually give people is the lame, spastic, retarded ugly freak (>_> ok go low self esteem wewt) and well this isn't really how I am in other situations when I'm thinking rationally. Like now. And a part of me wonders whether people only like me for my first impression cuz I'm usually quite nice. (Charissa - you should know why I'm saying this, I told you just now ^^;; its gonna be a weird teacher's day if... you know what I mean. about mm. yeah.)
So if the other person didn't know this other, more serious side of me, and all the problems that have caused me to turn out this way and with this full blown paranoia (like, parents, sister, j.a.y.q. and all the other stuff), would the person still really like me? Or would he/she just decide that I was a hypocrite and a fake and actually I wasn't fit to be worth knowing?
A friend to me is someone who accepts me for who I am, even though knowing all the crap I go through and say, still loves me for who I am.
I know it's completely stupid of me to be thinking this way but meh. yeah. and well if anyone hates me obviously you can say. it's my fault that I cause people to dislike me anyway yeah?
< /slight rant and musings>
The books were all really thick and had a bunch of stuff on how to know someone through a scientifical study on psychology and stuff.
Do we really need books to explain to us how to know someone? I've always been under the impression that spending time with someone will help you know him/her. That's how people know what their friends would say or do under certain circumstances, because they know them so well that certain actions become fixed in their mind.
This is sort of like my previous science vs non-science stuff... Jeremy obviously thought scientifically - the aim of science is to theorise everything and come up with a set of rules that govern the universe.
To digress a bit, if you believe totally in science (like say an atheist would), you'd think that life was nothing more than complex organic chemistry, and that memories and feelings and thoughts and all the other beautiful things that make life worth living are actually just atoms interacting with each other in a really complicated way.
Obviously a lot of people reject this explanation, because it's just unbelievable that something as complex as emotions could be generalized to a set of chemical equations. Which is how I feel as well, but not the point for this.
A lot of people, I believe, have multiple personalities, not in the schizophrenic way (>_>;;), but more like they react differently to different groups of people. For example, I usually adopt a very guai, the-other-person-is-always-right personality upon speaking to like teachers and other people that have to be given due respect and stuff, but if you know me you'd know I behave very differently in a casual situation.
On a side point this sort of ties in to an old threat my mother made to send me to a counselor as "no other boy was so naughty or untidy etcetcetc"
So anyway, how I would present myself to the counselor would be completely different. I wouldn't make any lame spastic jokes or anything, and he could actually see me as guai as Kevin Wong as he hasn't seen anything to contradict it except the words of my mother. So even though you have read all these books on personality analysis, I doubt he could truly claim to know what I thought.
Backed along by my standard paranoia that I have developed, I'm always wondering whether (in a very Matrix way of thinking) the people I consider friends are actually friends, or just people who pity me and just being nice to me etc. Even if I know someone does really consider me a friend, there's always this unshakeable voice in the back that says everything's a lie.
So I wonder whether do these people actually know me well enough, through spending time with me or being around me for a long time, to consider me a friend. The impression that I usually give people is the lame, spastic, retarded ugly freak (>_> ok go low self esteem wewt) and well this isn't really how I am in other situations when I'm thinking rationally. Like now. And a part of me wonders whether people only like me for my first impression cuz I'm usually quite nice. (Charissa - you should know why I'm saying this, I told you just now ^^;; its gonna be a weird teacher's day if... you know what I mean. about mm. yeah.)
So if the other person didn't know this other, more serious side of me, and all the problems that have caused me to turn out this way and with this full blown paranoia (like, parents, sister, j.a.y.q. and all the other stuff), would the person still really like me? Or would he/she just decide that I was a hypocrite and a fake and actually I wasn't fit to be worth knowing?
A friend to me is someone who accepts me for who I am, even though knowing all the crap I go through and say, still loves me for who I am.
I know it's completely stupid of me to be thinking this way but meh. yeah. and well if anyone hates me obviously you can say. it's my fault that I cause people to dislike me anyway yeah?
< /slight rant and musings>