Carlo R. Miranda [1990 - 20XX] Manual-biography《Still In Progress》

Chapter 09: Man In The Mirror

Take a look at these two photos.

On the left is the smiling and inquisitive person I like being: The joker, The friend, The playmate and workmate.

On the right I'm holding a pair of collapsible camping seats like they are two gattling guns. That portrays my violent nature, taste for 1-Up-manship and imagination when it comes to using things as a means for destruction. By the way, when I get a pair of real gattling guns I may replace that section of the photo.

We shall yet see...

- How I see myself vs views of others and their impressions of me

        I see myself as a hardened young man, having experience gained through an ongoing lifetime. I have seen lots of bad next to the good and this has broken the smile of the joker I am. It is hard to keep making positive jokes all the time after hearing of wars, deaths and diseases.

Still I find jokes wherever and whenever I find them, quoting old and new things. I prefer to quote commercials to make jokes more relatable as people know ads being repeated over and over will have stuck in their minds and they'd pick them up easily.

Like for example, if someone asks me where I can find something because they don't know where to find this or that, I'll take a crouched stance and say, "At Lowes." Or, if someone asks me a question that I do not know well or at all I will find and point to someone who is named Amber and will say, "I may not be able to help, but I bet Amber has the answer."

I will take other references that come up and find hilarious words to share right on the spur of the moment. For example, "Huge Garage Sale". Okay, so either you're selling a garage, or items in the garage that are too huge to bring in your pocket, or that the sale itself is so huge that it may as well be held in a supermarket.

Of course, not all of the jokes are funny at the time or even at all. Sometimes there's a tough crowd and no one listens. Fair enough, I don't expect people to laugh, but I'll do my best to try to get them to laugh.

Returning to the fact that my persona has been toughened through experiences: I'd say that if everyone went through what I went through I'm sure they would end up having scars in the heart too.

- My piercing glare...

        There was a moment where me and my uncle were waiting in a van to pick up someone and my Uncle saw me staring far ahead through the windscreen. He commented that I have a very piercing stare. I jokingly said that it goes well with my sharp teeth. Although this was funny at the time I was merely tired and found myself staring off into the distance. It wasn't intended as a scary look, but it just turned out that way, I guess. Hmm, that could be useful later...

In this one scenario a first glance impression was easily misinterpreted.

Being tired may mean that your countenance drops and your expression changes from a smile (up) to a frown (down).

A combination of all the other parts of the face will inevitably lead to a look that will easily frighten a sane man.

Hah, luckily at the time I was not looking at a mirror... oh, and I don't have a sister called Mary... just for the record.

- Friends and good acquaintances see me as a friendly and well brought up young man

        I would agree with the statements and remarks that I both hear in person and hear being spoken about me when related by others, that I am a good friend and confidant.

From way back when I was much younger I had learned the value of having someone to talk to. Personally, experiencing the feeling of having so many thoughts, replies, and even harsh remarks all bottled up in a wall of silence on both sides of the microphone and speaker give a terrible rotting feeling inside.