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Posted on Wednesday, 12 August 2009
When I was 12, I taught my own classmates our English class one time because our teacher was sick.That’s nerdy, right?
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However, I never went to a prom. Nor did I belong to any specific group of friends (yet was always tepidly accepted in most every clique), and the teachers were more or less the main people I got along with during high school.
Am I a nerd now?
I was pretty much the same, except I was teaching my “computer skills” class lessons when the teacher was clueless, my art teacher would write me notes to get out of gym class as he knew it would be “better for me to spend time using those fancy new Macs”, and in regard to prom, my Jr Prom date decided to spend the entire dance with some other guy.
I am proud of my nerd heritage.
