Let me back to 2 years ago, it was the
first time I come to UNP. I was a freshman, and this situation happened when my
friend and I were finding for a rented room. It was a sunny day. The first
place that we tried is the nearest place from our faculties (my friend is in
Sport Faculty and I’m in Language and Art Faculty). So, we came to this place
and met with the owner, a woman with curly hair.
We’re a little bit doubt about this place (it’s bathroom is look like a jungle). So, to help ourselves, we end the
conversation and I said that we afraid we miss the last bus, and may be we’ll
back in another day.
She said that it’s okay. She also said that
we’re lucky because she thought she is very picky. “I just rejected a boy
before. He wearing black and has strange hair. You know… rocker.”
Yeah, her last statement was waking up the
evil under my skin. How could she judge a boy from his clothes? So, when I wear
black that’s mean I’m a bad guy that brings some trouble to your face, is it ?
We are judging. I am also judging.
I
thought his bathroom’s look like a jungle,
she
despised a boy for his style,
people
were looking to us and thought we’re gay,
my
friend’s looking to my face and talked to himself, “Damn, they are right. He is
totally gay.” (sorry dude)
See…
everybody’s judging.
But
it svck when you judge a man while you don’t know anything about it. Do not
judge a man just by his appearance.