After reading Memoirs of a teenage amnesiac, by Gabrielle Zevin, i realized how people are really who they portray themselves to be. Naomi, the main character, takes a bad fall and losses her memory. When she goes back to school, she realizes that she isn't the person that she thought she used to be. People either try to hard to be someone they want to be, or hide from people and don't open up to others because they are afraid. Whenever i hang out with my friends, i act in an almost unrecognizable way then you would know me to act in class. I wonder how we would act if we were given a chance to start over. I wonder what lies beneath the exterior of people and the show they put on that they claim to be their lives. I think, for the most part, that people are intimidated by others, and the intimidating people use this to their own benefit.
Some people think of life in a way that is unrealistic, but get so caught up in their fantasy, that they end up living through it. Naomi went to school only to realize that she was living the life of someone she didn't know. She was popular, but she didn't want to be. She was stuck with a boyfriend that didn't understand her and she realized that she was only with him because he was popular. I think we all portray are selves as people who we don't know. Naomi was the popular boys girlfriend who would do anything to improve her social life. After her accident, she came back and wasn't what anyone expected. She didn't like the people who she was stuck around with, and she mainly didn't like the fake life she was living. I wonder if we all had a head injuries and came back to school, would we be who we are today? Would we act the same and hang out with the same people? I honestly don't think we would act the same. We would show are selves for who we really are, and no we wouldn't act the same because we wouldn't know how we were supposed to act. I'm sure, besides the few true friends we have, that the people we would hang around would be different. It's a sad realization to know that your living in a lie that you created, and even though you may say you aren't, that isn't possible, because everyone is. That's one of the biggest problems with our world, we give people a choice, to be loud and popular, or to stay low and quiet.
I wonder what people are really like. Even from the day we were born, our lives have been influenced by others. Our choices are affected by the reputations that we make for our selves. Would a popular girl go out with a low key boy or a popular boy, or vice versa? Some people may seem original but it's just an act. Someone may seem like a happy person, but underneath that jolly smile, there could be a seriously depressed person. Some people say that they have no talent, but we all do. Acting is something we do every day. We each have roles with lines that only our characters would say. Our lives are like TV shows. People only recognize acting when people use it intentionally, but it isn't anything special. Nothing more then a daily practice, like eating breakfast. The brave take the roles of the popular people and leave all the other parts for the rest of us. Popular people are intimidating. That's just how the system works. They have power over us. Because we fear them, they can do anything, anywhere, to anyone. It's kind of funny. We are like two different species. One is the predator(the popular people) and the other is the pray(the regular people).
I wonder what it would be like to be able to start over. Through out life, we are given three chances to be someone knew. Every time we graduate, we have the chance to change, but for the most part we just see what happens. When i was in elementary school, i was in the limbo group(between popular and not). I was close friends with many people but i wasn't all the way up there, only a few of us were. I was happy being friends with a lot of people. At that time i was a part of the Plastic Bag Players. A group that may friends and i had started and we would preform plays for fun. Then we all went on to middle school and became new people. Suddenly, there wasn't an instant comfort in being around your class mates and we were all young and waiting for someone to take charge as the popular one. We lost friends and gained friends, but we the biggest change was in our portrayed selves. I wasn't part of any kind of group and i guess you could say that i was one of the nobodies, but i liked it that way. There wasn't any kind of expectation to fill. It seemed a lot more simple, but even being to strange girl in the class, i still wasn't who i truly am today, and used to be. No matter how small the role you think your playing is, it doesn't come close to who you really are.
Today, i guess you could say I'm not the type of person who would be loud and fun to be around. I suppose that from a class mates view, that may be true. I am the good student who participates and does her work only because she is slightly afraid of teachers (think about it, they have complete power over you. if you don't do your home work, you can get a bad grade, which means your high school might turn you away, which means your going to get a bad education and then you wont be able to get a good job, then you will be broke and live off of your parents and never met the love of your life because you are to focused on finding a job, and then you will die alone, broke , and living in your parents basement=(...i know that is a little over the top and all, but that is what i feel could happen so....TRY HARD IN SCHOOL and you wont die) and she loves to learn. But I'm really, ask Molly Carly and Pia, an adrenaline weirdo. I'm really loud and I'm very active and daring. I say HI to random people on the street and I'm very loud...and fun... This is who i think i am and i know that i act differently around other people and i have accepted that. The realization that you really aren't who you think you are is shocking and scary, but realistic. I know who i really am, but who are you?
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