
I got a 95 on my first graded assignment, and I was actually giddy. I wanted to show someone, but I didn't think any of my cooler-that-thou classmates would have been interested. I've found myself very easily falling back into the roll of the good student; seeking the approval of my professor as ardently as I ever did. I'm currently working on an assignment that I have tried to feign ambivalence about. But, deep down, I'm stressing. I want to do a good job, I want my teachers to think that I'm a good writer. So sue me.
As with my previous nerd-dom, I am just a hop skip and a jump away from staying after class and asking for extra credit. I shouldn't have to worry about getting hassled by the cool girls about my nerdiness. They're too busy to notice me now.
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I'll give you a virtual high five, and of course, being that we are both nerds, our hands will completely miss each other.
So hang that 95 on your fridge!
I feel the same Heidi - nerdishness is forever. And we shouldn't be ashamed. Not really. It makes us so happy!
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