Norm Violation Essay

After doing the three norm violations for my midterm project in Social Psychology, I was actu every last(predicate)y relieved. The entire nervous breaking act as whatever that go out draw peoples attention to me make me partly pity myself. I pity myself for devising me look like a fool, but nevertheless, it gave me a sense of joy thinking that I re onlyy did it not just for the sake of completion and to get good grades, but I did it because of curiosity and for the expiation of my inner craving for new adventure. And by doing the three norm violations, I came to conclude that we are all unconsciously controlled by the norms our society sets and that sank into the very depths of our minds making us live like robots. People instantly are like robots, doing their day-to-day activities in a pattern that conforms to the usual norm in their society.No more thrills and excitement, no more craving for adventure, no more childish acts, and thats all because we all wanted to fit in and do things aligned to what is tagged as normal. So this project is in truth a breath of fresh air to me. This has been an eye opener, a bell that wakes every vein in my body, like electricity that flows to my brain that shocks every synaptic activity. Now Im conscious, conscious teeming to make my life more worth living by not conforming to the pattern of norms embroided to every corner of humanity. I apologize for my exaggeration, but I am just inspired. And I like to misinform when Im inspired.Anyways, the bottom line here is that Im glad I made this project for it made me realize whats keeping people in coming out of their shell, and that is the idea that if they do something that is not normal even if thats what theyve always wanted to do, theyll be labelled as weird. Based on experience, its really self degrading when people look at you with such(prenominal) scornful eyes because of projecting something that does not fit their tastes. So I cant blest those whose faces are a s thick as my psychology book because they wealthy person become numb of all the critics and judgments that pass through their tympanic membrane like a steel being dragged out of military capability in a glass road. I dont know which part of my four lobate brain all these words are coming from, but I guess I have made my point and I hope its clear.