I have always been a dork. So I've decided to pride myself on it. That girl who spends Friday nights at home reading a book? Me. The girl who always told guys how she felt even though their reaction is always the equivalent of an awkward pat on the head? Yep, that's me too. The girl, who according to friends, never got the memo in high school that said you're supposed to conform? Yep, I was the girl who wore her Salvation Army cheetah print dress whenever she wasn't wearing a wide arrangement of Goodwill selections. That's why when I got my first job, coworkers from my school instantly recognized me as the "blue sequin dress girl."
I've been a loser for as long as I can remember. I still am. I'm almost 21 and my tongue still gets tied when I'm talking to a 'cute guy.' I still get terribad haircuts. I still jam on music from my parents' generation. I'm really good at faking confidence and making really good conversation. I basically have been in my awkward phase my entire life and I'm still waiting for it to end. But since that doesn't seem to be anytime soon, I might as well enjoy it. I may be a dork but I have yet to be ashamed.
And isn't that the best feeling in the world?
Yes, I have buck teeth and deeply believe I could be the next Pat Benatar even though I can't sing a note. Yes, I still have random dreams about middle school crushes, don't know how to cook or flirt. Yes, I argue something til I'm blue in the face or until I forget what I was originally arguing. Let's be honest. I'll never be cool. But I was never meant to be, and that's just fine with me.
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