This is by no means my first blog...clearly. However, I am trying to get 'out there', so I am now an official contributor for volblogs.com and this my first one.
Typically one would use their first blog post to introduce themselves. This is my life, this is who I am, these are the things I like, I am this old and have been to school for this long. I find that a bit boring. If you want details about who I am, you can ask and I’ll work it into a blog. This isn’t about me as much as my writing, and I think that in writing, a soul can be expressed better than it can be explained.
So rather than putting into words the way I perceive myself, or the way that I want you to ‘see’ and understand me, I’m going to write. Believe me, who I am will show itself, manifest through my words, I can’t help myself. Of course, that leaves the awkward first blog subject. I am going to write on something close to my heart, female nerds.
There is a rather odd misconception about female nerds. The first and foremost being that they don’t exist. This is clearly not true and I am living proof of this. The next is that guys love female nerds, this is not completely true. Nerdy guys love nerdy girls, not necessarily in the romantic sense of things because that would imply that they’d have the social graces to love something other than their World of Warcraft wife. Nerdy guys love the idea of nerdy girls. It’s a person who likes the same things they like, play the video games they play, read the comic books they read, watch the anime they watch, and would cosplay like they cosplay, but with the added bonus of boobs.
However, we nerdy girls are just as misunderstood as our male counterparts. We simply get the frustration of walking to the men’s section of Wal-Mart to get halfway cool looking, clever nerdy shirts. Apparently we nerdy girls like pink and all things covered in glitter. I, for one, do not. I don’t like pink, I’ll say it. The color irks me and if pink irks me, fuchsia makes me downright irate. Glitter is the herpes of the craft world and for some odd reason, clothes makers think it’s a great material to use on shirts that have an excessive amount of interaction with other clothes. I will not lie, I went through a glitter phase…and I am still finding it in the most random places. Years ago if you opened any of my clothes drawers, you’d think I’d had a vendetta against fairies and after killing them, stuffed their little winged bodies in the corner where they slowly dissipated into flecks of shiny.
There is something rather wonderful about nerdy girls, there are more of us than you think. I am taking Japanimation here at UTK. Yes, that is an actual class. It is classified as Japanese 321, but essentially we read manga and watch anime. I went into that class expecting to be one of maybe two girls in a class of bespectacled nerdy boys. There were more than two of us, actually the class was mostly girls. It’s kind of nice to find out you are not the only one. The diversity of nerds is astounding, both male and female. There is even a difference between nerds and geeks, a little known difference, but a difference none the less. I got scolded and promptly schooled by a geek who informed me of the difference.
Nerds are not so unlike you, maybe you are a nerd yourself. It’s all right, you are not alone. It’s easy to feel that way when it seems like you are on the outside of society itself. I kind of like it here though. It’s far more interesting than being ‘normal’ and I would rather be weird anyways, you get cooler badges and more achievement points anyways. So begins our marvelous little journey together. I’m very much open to ideas to write about so if you are actually reading this, thank you and comments are always appreciated.
-Alicia_F
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