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I would admit that this entry is a kind of discrimination. But my sister Sarina, told me that it is highly impossible to not discriminate. You can not name one thing and not discriminate the other. I think, that was what she was trying to say.

Anyway, I am not intentionally discriminating anyone here. I am just stating an observation based on my experiences. This is about wearing uniforms (here in the Philippines, because in other parts of the world, I won't be able to tell). I for one hate, as in HATE wearing uniforms. I take to account uniforms when trying to get a job. That's why most banks here are out.

I just noticed among my circle that there is a line that separates people who likes to wear uniforms and those who dislike wearing them. Yes, one of my high school friends wants to wear uniforms as a contrast to one of my college friends, who like me dislikes it.

I think, for my friend from high school, it saves a lot of money wearing uniform and another, you don't have to think what to wear on what day because it is already predetermined. Practical. As for me, I hate wearing uniforms because I feel like it's a trap. I feel like a  lot of my self expression is being reprimanded. And I am being subjected to do things against my will.

My friend from high school is from a not to do well family and my college friend and me are from middle class families. I think that one's perception about uniforms comes with one's status. And most people I know who likes to wear uniforms are of the same status so goes with those who doesn't like uniforms. But I might be completely wrong. COMPLETELY. Maybe, it is just a matter of resistance to conform  and the acceptance of conformity. Maybe.