When you’re growing up and making your way through school, you encounter all types of different people.
When you’re young and impressionable it always seems that the gang of popular girls that everyone wants to be a part of is the group to be with.
Those dressed differently and stood over in the corner by themselves or with a select few mates? Nope.
Or how about those ‘geeks’ that always get their head down and get on with their work and ace all their tests? Nope not them either.
The girls with all their cronies, a nice line in bitchiness and the attention of everyone is the group that everyone wants to secretly be.
It’s only when you leave school that you leave all this shallow behaviour behind.
Or so I thought until recently. At the grand old age of (cough 30 something) I thought I had left this behaviour behind years ago, but it has recently started to crop up again in real life, as well as certain forums displaying members (grown adults) bullying, falling out and intimidating each other.
Everyone still, or so it seems, aspires to be one of the ‘popular’ ones. One who is a part of the ‘in’ group and blindly follows what everyone else is doing.
Who wants to be a sheep? Not me. Not being a sheep stands you in great stead for life.
The nicest people in life and the ones worth knowing are the ones who DON’T blindly follow others, and the ones who follow their own initiative.
Those who dress differently/think differently/go against the grain with opinions? THEY’RE the ones worth getting to know. They’re the ones the world needs, someone to not be afraid to think for themselves, know their own mind and what THEY like, and stuff what everyone else thinks.
Where would we be without the differences in opinions? The differences in dress sense, taste in music, who we like?
Queen Bee Little Bo Peep can keep her sheep.
I’m too busy being ME.
(This post has been resurrected by being transferred over from my old blog to here, my lovely shiny one. So if you think you’ve read it before you most probably have. )