In high school, hiding one’s nerdiness is not actually as hard as most people make it out to be. All you really have to be is quiet. True…silence will never get you to the “cool kids” table…nor will you ever be that person that all the other members of your gender wanna be, and all members of the opposite gender wanna be with, without the frequent vocal expressions of cockiness and confidence demonstrated by the social elite. (to sum it up...you'll never be these guys) And that’s fine. Your average Ebonerd dreams of such social glory, but is content to reside in the social realm of that average kid that doesn’t get jumped every Tuesday. If that’s all you need…just be quiet and people will have no idea exactly the level of ebonerdiness in which you operate. That is…until PE period. There’s something about tube socks that extend to your “neither regions” and stopping every 5 minutes during a run to gasp for air and reach for your inhaler (not cool) that is more revealing of your ebonerd status than even your most detailed account of last night’s episode of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. Yes, conceal it as well and as much as you wish throughout the rest of the day, but when the coach yells “Hit the court!”, your pathetic, underdeveloped sense of athleticism will yell to everyone around, “while you’re at home shooting hoops with the cool kids (this is how you roll), I’m at home shooting at level 5 elven mages with 5 attack 3 magic points on Final Fantasy with the kid with one big shoe.” (this is how I roll) And even if, in an effort to survive the ridicule that comes with being exposed as the Ebonerd you truly are, you’ve learned to ball…and breathe for that matter…like the normal kids, there’s still one thing that will ALWAYS give you away. You probably have to wear those “coke-bottle” thick, athletic prescription glasses. Sorry kiddo…no one thinks you’re Kareem Abdul Jabbar…they just think you’re a big nerd. PE/gym class…we salute you! Keep US nerdy.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
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In high school, hiding one’s nerdiness is not actually as hard as most people make it out to be. All you really have to be is quiet. True…silence will never get you to the “cool kids” table…nor will you ever be that person that all the other members of your gender wanna be, and all members of the opposite gender wanna be with, without the frequent vocal expressions of cockiness and confidence demonstrated by the social elite. (to sum it up...you'll never be these guys) And that’s fine. Your average Ebonerd dreams of such social glory, but is content to reside in the social realm of that average kid that doesn’t get jumped every Tuesday. If that’s all you need…just be quiet and people will have no idea exactly the level of ebonerdiness in which you operate. That is…until PE period. There’s something about tube socks that extend to your “neither regions” and stopping every 5 minutes during a run to gasp for air and reach for your inhaler (not cool) that is more revealing of your ebonerd status than even your most detailed account of last night’s episode of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. Yes, conceal it as well and as much as you wish throughout the rest of the day, but when the coach yells “Hit the court!”, your pathetic, underdeveloped sense of athleticism will yell to everyone around, “while you’re at home shooting hoops with the cool kids (this is how you roll), I’m at home shooting at level 5 elven mages with 5 attack 3 magic points on Final Fantasy with the kid with one big shoe.” (this is how I roll) And even if, in an effort to survive the ridicule that comes with being exposed as the Ebonerd you truly are, you’ve learned to ball…and breathe for that matter…like the normal kids, there’s still one thing that will ALWAYS give you away. You probably have to wear those “coke-bottle” thick, athletic prescription glasses. Sorry kiddo…no one thinks you’re Kareem Abdul Jabbar…they just think you’re a big nerd. PE/gym class…we salute you! Keep US nerdy.
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I love it! I laughed multiple times...especially at that part about the kid with one big shoe. Oh, Ebonerd, you know a lot about mages, points, and Final Fantasy. :) Keep making us laugh!
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