With going to a Dungeons and Dragons club every week to fandoming out with my Doctor Who Fan fiction, obviously I'm a nerd. These days, how people described a nerd is not what they think what they think a nerd is. Back then, a nerd was described as a bullied, dorky looking kid who was extremely smart and played lots of video games. A nerd described today is, a silly, fandom looking kid, who is extremely logical and has amazing grades. So when one is called a nerd, it 'aint an insult, it's a compliment.
It seems I only have one teacher who seems to understand that concept. My geography teacher, a teacher who gets off subject easily and makes a lot of stupid puns that is more funny to hear him laugh himself than to laugh at the joke. Mr. Smith, a common teacher name you would hear in any school. Mr. Smith is specifically my geography teacher.
Well, one day, he entered the Dungeons and Dragons club to pick up his son, Avery, and I told him, "Mr. Smith, you just entered into a room full of nerds." and he responded, "Yes, I know Kaylee." A week later, he got off subject and started randomly talking about how his son, Avery is such a nerd. By the end of class, I approached him, claiming being nerdy is awesome, he responded saying: "I know, I was thinking about you when I talked about Avery." Last week I had this essay test that was supposed to take the entire class period. It asked you five questions, and each question had to be answered with a long paragraph. Me, being a major writer, wrote three pages in twenty minutes, and had time to add the extra credit. As soon as I was ripping out the pages, Mr. Smith was walking around and saw what I did. This was his response, out loud, so everybody could hear how awesome I was: "Holy Cow, what a nerd!" , I responded, "I'm a writer, what would you expect?" He just smiled.
A note of nerdiness that you must understand: Nerds don't have the high pants, plaid button ups, the large glasses, and a set full of braces. That's stereotypical. You want to know how I dress up on a daily basis? High pony-tail (before I cut it last Saturday), still the square glasses, but no high pants or plaid shirt, instead, I wear, most of the time, the brightest colors in my closet (including bright blue, hot pink, purple, yellow, orange, etc.), and no braces. Boom! My own nerdiness!
So, yes, when it gets to writing and being a huge fan into Star Wars and Doctor Who, I have the obvious hints of being a nerd/geek (geek is for the fandom end). I am not a straight A student, sadly, but I have A's and a couple B's for most of my classes. Let's add the cello too if that counts... and drama... and art. Anyway, so it's obvious, I'm a nerd all of the way. Not that silly stereotypical nerd, NO, I am a nerd. Just a nerd. Period.
I have many things that I was going to say on this post, but I think I'm just going to say things post by post instead. But for a quick update; my brothers engaged, my sister is getting into junior high, I'm getting into high school, and I'm moving to Payson in a couple of months. Boom! The joys of life in one sentence.
It seems I only have one teacher who seems to understand that concept. My geography teacher, a teacher who gets off subject easily and makes a lot of stupid puns that is more funny to hear him laugh himself than to laugh at the joke. Mr. Smith, a common teacher name you would hear in any school. Mr. Smith is specifically my geography teacher.
Well, one day, he entered the Dungeons and Dragons club to pick up his son, Avery, and I told him, "Mr. Smith, you just entered into a room full of nerds." and he responded, "Yes, I know Kaylee." A week later, he got off subject and started randomly talking about how his son, Avery is such a nerd. By the end of class, I approached him, claiming being nerdy is awesome, he responded saying: "I know, I was thinking about you when I talked about Avery." Last week I had this essay test that was supposed to take the entire class period. It asked you five questions, and each question had to be answered with a long paragraph. Me, being a major writer, wrote three pages in twenty minutes, and had time to add the extra credit. As soon as I was ripping out the pages, Mr. Smith was walking around and saw what I did. This was his response, out loud, so everybody could hear how awesome I was: "Holy Cow, what a nerd!" , I responded, "I'm a writer, what would you expect?" He just smiled.
A note of nerdiness that you must understand: Nerds don't have the high pants, plaid button ups, the large glasses, and a set full of braces. That's stereotypical. You want to know how I dress up on a daily basis? High pony-tail (before I cut it last Saturday), still the square glasses, but no high pants or plaid shirt, instead, I wear, most of the time, the brightest colors in my closet (including bright blue, hot pink, purple, yellow, orange, etc.), and no braces. Boom! My own nerdiness!
So, yes, when it gets to writing and being a huge fan into Star Wars and Doctor Who, I have the obvious hints of being a nerd/geek (geek is for the fandom end). I am not a straight A student, sadly, but I have A's and a couple B's for most of my classes. Let's add the cello too if that counts... and drama... and art. Anyway, so it's obvious, I'm a nerd all of the way. Not that silly stereotypical nerd, NO, I am a nerd. Just a nerd. Period.
I have many things that I was going to say on this post, but I think I'm just going to say things post by post instead. But for a quick update; my brothers engaged, my sister is getting into junior high, I'm getting into high school, and I'm moving to Payson in a couple of months. Boom! The joys of life in one sentence.