Randomness continued...

I guess I started off talking about my precious little Chikki, and then I started wondering what Chikki was probably thinking which then stirred the memory of this essay topic from primary school, anyways the though continued and here it is:

I've always wondered, why in primary school the teachers would ask us to write an essay on my life as a dog,
Almost everyone would write the same thing, loyalty to mater, nice brave dog etc,
now why couldn't someone just write that they were a rabid, psychotic half-wolf-pit bull kinda dog, and how they hated human attention and just wanted to be by themselves, screw loyalty, this wolf pit bull was hungry and was driven by the desire to survive and be free?


I guess an essay along these lines would be sure to get me sent to some kind of institution, so first maybe I should prove my sanity or 'compliance with the brain washing rules of polite society, before I can truly be brave enough to stand up against it.
Or at least a psychiatrist would be sure to tell me I have issues,
so question is, do I have issues for seeing the probability of this essay a different way or should the people who willingly subject themselves to stereotype and herd mentality be the one questioning for all seeing it the same way?
The most plausible answer to this is that everyone wants to seem normal and are afraid to voice a different opinion,
As little kiddies the desire to fit in is embedded into our very soul and then it consumes us until the day we die.

What is beautiful? Appeasing to the eyes? but then again, that which appeases the eyes if seen everyday becomes commonplace and boring and fascination shifts towards that which is rare.