The Definition of a Nerd, and a Beauty Queen
I had the Family channel on for my nine year old cousin, who loves the Wizards of Waverly Place, and we were watching it when Phineas & Ferb came on. It was an episode about a sci-fi convention and they started singing about nerdsâ€”Iâ€™m not trying to diss this show; a lot of other shows on different channels do the same thingâ€”and how a nerd likes sci-fi, wears glasses, has to use an asthma inhaler, is allergic to things, or has braces. My cousin looked at me laughed and said â€œyouâ€™re a huge nerd!â€ I laughed and said I was, because all of those things describe me, but Iâ€™m sick of it, of how skinny and tall automatically means beautiful, of how if you like Star Wars youâ€™re a loser. Cheerleader, beautiful, book club, nerd, if you like to read, oh my god! How nerdy! Iâ€™m sick of the world. I know Iâ€™m my own person and sometimes I can brush it off, but Iâ€™m still hurt inside. Everybody wants to be skinny, and some people are starving themselves, and dying! Am I the only one sick of this?
I donâ€™t know.
I have asthma, love Lord of the Rings, read constantly and play video games. But Iâ€™m also slim, fit and pretty. So I think itâ€™s in the way you hold yourself and communicate with others more then what your interests are.