Sunday, May 18, 2014

A lost boy in the toy store

Sometimes I have to deal with situation where I feel different to others just because you like something different--something they don't like, something strange for them. I realize that I find few friends who share similar interests with me. I listen to music my friends don't listen to and unfortunately, I don't listen to music my friends listen to, causing contradiction of musical taste. Furthermore, often times I feel alienated just because I don't know what my friends are talking about--mostly games, music, movies, and hangout spots. I used to interact and share similar interests with people within my small circle or close companions. We talked about similar things because apparently we like the same things--music, movies, games. We basically listened to the same music genres and grew our interest in certain movie genres. However, college life is so different and I find life is a large arena. Meeting new people with different interests and traits is a challenge for me. Unfortunately, it's a bit difficult for me to find people who share similar interests so the challenge is tougher for me. 

I used to stay with my senpai at his flat during lunch break, having lunch together and playing some music. Basically my senpai shares some similar interests with me and it makes me comfortable. Things changed when my senpai's friends visit him and the whole world turns into online games and anime. I'm not an online game player and I'm not a anime-freak which inevitably leads me to alienation. I didn't know what they were talking about. They were facing each other's computer, playing game that I don't recognize. The sad thing is that senpai's friends barely share similar interests with me and I'm not interested in their stuffs--the games, anime, or whatnot. Naturally I'm never involved in their conversation when it is about the game or anime. They would be very enthusiastic on the topic and the conversation lasted long that I didn't know how to start a new conversation in a new topic--any topics besides not games and anime

It's sad for me to realize that I'm such a one-of-a-kind guy in my class, in terms of personal interest. I watch movies my friends don't watch and sometimes it's strange for me to talk about movies they watch. I don't listen to music they listen to so whenever there's a chance for me to perform on piano and requests come from my friends, I have no idea what to play because I don't recognize the song title they mention. Whenever I start humming a song they'd be like "Hey what song are you humming?" and I'd say the title and they'd be like "Well I don't know the song and it sounds strange". I myself can't just accept what comes to my mind, including songs my friends recommend. Back then when I was in the first semester, Adele's Someone Like You boomed and apparently quite a few friends loved the song, but I didn't. I, who didn't like the song, was kind of alienated because they kept playing and singing it and I'd be like "Can we just listen to other music?". I can say that I'm somewhat anti-mainstream. I can't just like what's trending and sometimes I like things that are so long time ago. Speaking of musical taste, I have my own taste which, often times, contradicts other people's. 

credit: Shananigans

It seems like I'm a lost boy in the toy store. You know things are so fancy and glittering in toy store. Robots, fancy Hot Wheels, action figures, Barbie and Ken, Fresno Girl dolly, pink mansion, Play-doh, LEGO bricks.. Those are things children like in common but I feel like I can't find what I like or, rather, what I like is not there--it can be found in somewhere else. Oh, some trending pop music are not interesting for me and I don't watch latest anime updates, as well as reading new manga updates. I play different kind of games. I go to places my friends don't and hey, what's more interesting than having a cup of hot chocolate and listening to some soothing jazzy tunes in a coffee shop while waiting for the rain? 

I see the alienation. 

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