And if anybody knows me (or even read this blog perhaps) probably knows that I'd always find myself being curious about a particular person. Especially when the way he/she articulate his or her mind about certain things.

A few days ago I was curious about one of my lecturer. I wanted to know what he thinks about things, and the way he responds makes me feel like there is a connection between the opinions we share among each other. And no, he's not young, or sexy with full black hair. Not at all. In fact he's in his 40s. 

I just think he's.... wise. 

And I was right. 

He is the type of person who was grateful for all the little things that is given, though it is something small, one who appreciates. The way he speaks about his mind, mind boggles everyone which I guess most of the people won't give two hoots about. But one things' for sure, I actually think about what he thinks about. 

It loves how my perception of them as a person changes right after I know what kind of person they really are. And not to mention how heart warming it is.

I also think this female lecturer of mine, is beautiful.

Not in a gay kind of manner beautiful. Obviously.

But she's really smart. And nice. Though sometimes I think when she makes a stand for the things she finds unfair, she'd blow up just trying to win. 

She's perky, sometimes as crazy. Or like a woman on her pre menstrual syndrome. 

But I love how she is being herself all the time. Being crazy when she wants to, being happy when she wants to, being ugly, being pretty, being really perky.

I love genuine people. And when I say that, I really don't mind sitting down drinking tea with an old man or woman who thinks the way I do. Or an obese person, It doesn't matter at all. 

It's weird because I don't look like the type of person who would think about such things. One who doesn't mind drinking coffee or eating breakfast with anyone as long as their thoughts engages with mine, who can initiate interesting conversations and connect with each other's opinions. I also don't look like the type of person who finds inspiration in everyday things to help myself and others. 

Or finds anything beautiful. and finding various things and appreciating it for what it is already made.

Sometimes I wish I was brave enough to tell people they've inspired me in some way and that they're beautiful. 

But that's just weird, isn't it?

It's just awkward thinking about it.

I've also received various glances from various people. I wonder what they think about when they look at me?

Do we really have to look like what we imagined them to be, to be impressed?

I'm curious.