I was organizing my locker afterschool last week, something I do many days afterschool (yet another aspect of my OCPD), and I found a list that I had written last year. It was all the books that I had read last year, or at least all of the books that I had remembered. The first seven titles were the Harry Potter books. The first four actually had "(read this twice)" written next to them.
At first, this filled me with pride because it meant that I had read eleven Harry Potter books last year, nothing record-breaking, but considering that I had read a great deal of other books as well it was a pretty decent accomplishment. Then I became a little upset because I had realized something- I had been underestimating the total number of times I had read a Harry Potter book. I had been saying that I'd read them somewhere in the late teens, early twenties range, but after seeing that I had read them eleven times last year alone, I realized that I had actually read them about thirty plus times. A much more impressive, albeit nerdy, number.
And as nerdy as getting upset about such a little thing is, I am slowly becoming okay with the fact that I am a major nerd. I have come to the conclusion that as much as I have, somewhat unsuccessfully, tried to repress it, nerdiness will forever be a part of who I am, and I'm proud of that. Well, I'm proud of that when I'm around other nerdy people, or alone. I'm still working on being okay with it when people are judging me for it. Someday...
Anyway, this realization had inspired a few blog post topics (different types of nerd/the difference between a nerd and a geek, more Harry Potter stuff, and probably one about my nerdiness in general), so look forward to those whenever I find another time to write.
Until that time comes, try to embrace who you are.
27 March, 2011
17 March, 2011
What Are You Afraid Of?
Everyday, well almost everyday, I tell myself that I'm going to write a blog post, but, as you can tell by gap of time inbetween this post and my last, I never seem to find the time.
And by "never finding time", I really mean that I waste my time doing things like Facebook creeping, procrastinating on my homework, reading books other than the ones assigned to me by my English teacher-- those kinds of things.
Anyway, it's Spring Break and the majority of my friends have abandoned me to have their own fun adventures in Colorado, Georgia and even Italy. Yes, that's right, the Varsity Choir trip this year was to Italy, and guess whose mother wouldn't let them go-- THIS GIRL. (Not that I'm bitter or anything...) So I decided to take a break from my book (Looking for Alaska by John Green) to write a blog post and watch Kathy Griffin do some stand-up comedy.
A couple days ago I was thinking about how so many people have this irrational dislike, even fear, of insects and arachnids. Then I started thinking about how everyone has irrational fears, but how exactly do people get these fears? I mean they can't just come from nowhere. So today my friends, I am going to psychoanalyze some of these irrational fears and share my thoughts on how these fears possibly came to be. Sound like fun? Good-- let's get started:
Spiders:
An incredibly cliché fear, in my opinion, but as one of the top ten fears its source must be addressed.
Possible Causes:
1. Your parents let you watch one too many scary movies as a small child and the creepy spiders finally got to you.
2. When you were young, you found a large, African bird-eating tarantula hiding in the sheets your parents bought you from Sears. (This actually happened to a friend of mine.)
3. You have fallen prey to the creepy spider stereotype that society has pushed upon us for centuries. Shame on you.
Dolls:
I seriously have two girls in my English class who are legitimately afraid of dolls. I find this fear both concerning and fascinating.
Possible Causes:
1. You came home from Elementary school one day to discover that your younger brother had beheaded your entire Barbie doll collection, scarring you for life.
2. Your parents let you watch Chucky when you were like five.
Frankly I don't understand why that Chucky movie scares people...
Heights:
This is one fear that I can sort of see where people are coming from. Personally, I'm not really afraid of heights, but it's really easy to see where people who have this fear are coming from.
Possible Causes:
1. Your dad or older brother did that thing where they pretend to push you off a very high structure when you were young, which caused deep, emotional scarring.
2. You were forced to ride the Hollywood Tower of Terror as a child.
3. You are extraordinarily tall and have a great appreciation for irony.
I'm aware that there are various other irrational fears that I could address today, but I feel that this blog post has already become too long, so we will save that for another day's session of Dr. Em... Until then, please feel free to entertain yourself by watching Charlieissocoollike and reading Harry Potter.
And by "never finding time", I really mean that I waste my time doing things like Facebook creeping, procrastinating on my homework, reading books other than the ones assigned to me by my English teacher-- those kinds of things.
Anyway, it's Spring Break and the majority of my friends have abandoned me to have their own fun adventures in Colorado, Georgia and even Italy. Yes, that's right, the Varsity Choir trip this year was to Italy, and guess whose mother wouldn't let them go-- THIS GIRL. (Not that I'm bitter or anything...) So I decided to take a break from my book (Looking for Alaska by John Green) to write a blog post and watch Kathy Griffin do some stand-up comedy.
A couple days ago I was thinking about how so many people have this irrational dislike, even fear, of insects and arachnids. Then I started thinking about how everyone has irrational fears, but how exactly do people get these fears? I mean they can't just come from nowhere. So today my friends, I am going to psychoanalyze some of these irrational fears and share my thoughts on how these fears possibly came to be. Sound like fun? Good-- let's get started:
Spiders:
An incredibly cliché fear, in my opinion, but as one of the top ten fears its source must be addressed.
Possible Causes:
1. Your parents let you watch one too many scary movies as a small child and the creepy spiders finally got to you.
2. When you were young, you found a large, African bird-eating tarantula hiding in the sheets your parents bought you from Sears. (This actually happened to a friend of mine.)
3. You have fallen prey to the creepy spider stereotype that society has pushed upon us for centuries. Shame on you.
Dolls:
I seriously have two girls in my English class who are legitimately afraid of dolls. I find this fear both concerning and fascinating.
Possible Causes:
1. You came home from Elementary school one day to discover that your younger brother had beheaded your entire Barbie doll collection, scarring you for life.
2. Your parents let you watch Chucky when you were like five.
Frankly I don't understand why that Chucky movie scares people...
Heights:
This is one fear that I can sort of see where people are coming from. Personally, I'm not really afraid of heights, but it's really easy to see where people who have this fear are coming from.
Possible Causes:
1. Your dad or older brother did that thing where they pretend to push you off a very high structure when you were young, which caused deep, emotional scarring.
2. You were forced to ride the Hollywood Tower of Terror as a child.
3. You are extraordinarily tall and have a great appreciation for irony.
I'm aware that there are various other irrational fears that I could address today, but I feel that this blog post has already become too long, so we will save that for another day's session of Dr. Em... Until then, please feel free to entertain yourself by watching Charlieissocoollike and reading Harry Potter.
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