Odin Decrin; D2; WIP

Personality is just who you are

Do you ever just take the time to look around you. Stare at the people that you come into contact with everyday? Do you notice that pretty girl with blonde hair that rolls her eyes at you when you try to make yourself sound cool and all macho, only to be shot down in the end. Ever thought about why she shot you down?

How about that one person that you bullied and pushed into a wall? Did you even care to think about what their life was like before you did that? What additional problems you just gave him? Their heart rate racing in the aftermath of your dirty fingers that touched them so unjustly. How much they are internally considering the ways they would kill you. You just pushed him over the edge.

Or what about the person that created you and gave you life? Ever thought about why you were chosen to be born? Why, out of all the millions of chances, that you were created. Could there be higher purpose than just living day to day? Could you be the next person to cure an ailment or stop a bully. Maybe you can be the next person to end up in the hunger games with a weapon in your hands and watching the blood drain from the tributes body that you just laid down. Watch as their very life leaves their body. Their very essence gone in the blink of an eye. And you're the reason why?

All of these things, these scenarios, are a common - day to day- thing that constantly is running through my mind. I've seen them all happen. All of these are events are things that I constantly think about in my day to day life. My mind is always reeling with scenarios and puzzles that others would find mentally exhausting. I may not look like none other than your typical seventeen year old boy, but I am so much more than just that. I don't care about the latest fashion trends like the other kids my age. No. I have better things to do then to worry about petty things like that. I am methodical; painstaking. I am the exact opposite from you. I don't mind sitting on the sidelines, watching. I enjoy learning about people by watching them. I take so much pride in the fact that you overlook me everyday, but what you don't know won't kill you. Yet! My mind is jammed pack with ideas and visions. I have a very creative mind that one day I will see fit to use. I see things others don't. Perception of everything around me is like candy to a kid. I take it in willingly, stored away deep within the recesses of my mind.

I see the flaws of people that others will miss. The tapping of someone's foot when their angry or upset. The eye movement when someone lies. The biting of ones nails in the form of a nervous habit. I take every single little thing and use it in my own ways. In a way, it's my own form of morphling. It feels good to know the ticks of people. How to make someone pissed. How to make someone feel elated. It's all part of a bigger picture. It all comes together in the end and all I had to do was just observe. After all, I'm just some guy that you pass in the hallway. Don't pay any mind to me, but just realize, that I am able to take whatever you do or say to heart. I don't play nice. I don't play fair. I play to win.

Appearances are everything

Did you notice anything about me at all? Do I resemble the guy who looks something similar to a geek to you? Maybe someone you define as 'hot' or was that a 'not' I heard? Did you say anything about me being tall or short? Maybe my face looks a little crooked or my smile is a little off center? The littlest offset feature in my face is what you look at first. Every part about my stance can tell my mood; my gait. It is how I carry myself that tells you that I'm mad or upset. What about when I'm happy? I'm sure after you meet me, you can read my body language so intently if you would just open your eyes. Take a second to really pay attention.

The appearance defines who you are to someone at the first glance. It tells you so much about a person based on what they look like. The first meet and greet between new persons happens between everyone. Ever heard the saying, 'Don't judge a book by it's cover'? Well, normally, the response that is generated would be that it's what's on the inside that counts. The words that linger inside someone's soul. Not all true in the end. It's the outter appearances that tells you everything you need to know about them.

As for me, I take pride in looking like the odd guy. The outcast. The one that you will inadvertently pass over with your eyes because I don't meet your standards. My hair. My face. My clothes. All part of my ploy to make my point; to divert your eyes so you over look me. I'm not going to say that I don't care about the way my hair looks, but its the message that I want to send out that day. Whether I keep it up in a hat or let it down long enough to cover my ears and neck, I'll let you be the judge that says 'he's worth it' or the opposite, 'who is that guy'?

The attire that I wear is things that aren't 'in'. I wear shoes that are less than new. I could care less about making sure my shirts are pressed or if they match my pants and all that jazz. I'm aiming for so much more than that. Sure, I could afford to wear better things, the newer things, but what's the point in that when I enjoy the solitude of my habits?

When I look in a mirror, I see the strong muscles in my arms that are usually hidden by a hood or long sleeve shirt. I see the forceful jaw line of my face and peircing, yet sweet brown eyes that my mother so graciously donated to me. My eyes are my most precious feature. My dominate trait. They see all. They judge all. My torso is a little thin, but I work out too much to let myself go like that. My legs would have to be my weakest, physically.