You know what happens a lot? People telling someone to “calm down” when the person isn’t even excited. For example, it’s late after a family party and mom won’t stop talking and let us leave after telling us to get read half an hour ago. I ask her if we can leave, and all she says is “Calm down! We’ll leave in a second”, after which she keeps talking for another fifteen minutes. I wasn’t excited. In fact, I was rather tired at the time. I guess to her calm down means “shut up and don’t complain” now.
Then there’s an event on facebook that’s “required” for certain reasons. I comment on it with “Fiiiiiinne”. I figured it would just sound like exasperation because really I don’t think this even will get anything done. Just like the “german study sessions” where we talk about video games and how Nicholas Cage always looks so confused. Or how some people in the group can’t stand [insert personality type/other groups here] even though whenever I talk to people that my group calls bitches, those bitches are perfectly nice to me.
It happens all the time like that, doesn’t it? It’s not the person that’s necessarily bad. It’s how the person you’re talking to thinks about them. Oh, she’s dating X, she’s such a whore. X used to be my friend, but now we’re not because he/she is a douche/bitch.
Then friends join a side, so some people like Y and hate X, while X’s friends hate Y because X and Y don’t like each other anymore.
And no, X and Y are not real. Don’t ask me who they are because I don’t know. I’m sure there are people like this around me because I’m in high schoo and shit happens.
Shit. Always. Happens.
And I’m not sure how to deal with that anymore. I know it’s high school, but is it really that hard to realize that there’s more to [most] people than just a title like “Nice Person” or “Bitch”? I can act like a bitch or a nice person or maybe just indifferent depending on how I feel. Especially the indifferent part.
I have a habit of acting uninterested and emotionally distant when really I’m completely interested and going through a flood of emotions that I can just barely keep under control until late at night when no one is there. By then I’m playing piano and the feelings go away.
I love piano. I love music. I love anime. And musicals. And books. And comics. And youtube. And Nerdfighteria. And video games. And Let’s Plays. And walkthroughs and playthroughs and Hetalia Professor Layton and Portal/2 and conventions and complete nerds who aren’t afraid to bounce around in their chair at school because they’re so excited about something that they just want to scream.
What else can I say? I think this post is getting too long.
hello. i’m squeeneytodd and i have some friends. they’re good friends and i like to hang out with them even though i don’t see them much outside of school. i wouldn’t say any of them are my best friend because they all have one. like that one person who you could talk to about anything and just sit there and talk to forever without being awkward. maybe that’s the problem with me. it’s always just awkward because i have nothing to say when i should.
Hank, before I go I need to make one thing clear, Nerdfighters are not about you and me. Nerdfighters are about a made of awesome book made by a woman in Australia going to a made of awesome baby in the United States. Nerdfighters are about raising money and awareness for important causes. Nerdfighters are about building a supportive community of friends in My Pants. Nerdfighters are about stupid, beautiful projects and making each other laugh and think with t-shirts and pocket protectors and rants about the situation in Pakistan…which sucks right now.” (12-28-07)
“I love Nerdfighteria because it’s a place where people who have felt on the outside looking in, to be on the inside of something awesome and important. (3-1-10)
“…because nerds like us are allowed to be unironically enthusiastic about stuff… Nerds are allowed to love stuff, like jump-up-and-down-in-the-chair-can’t-control-yourself love it. Hank, when people call people nerds, mostly what they’re saying is ‘you like stuff.’ Which is just not a good insult at all. Like, ‘you are too enthusiastic about the miracle of human consciousness’.”—John Green