brighter sides of geekdom: the people you meet

I have a ton of subjects I'd love to be posting on: the irritating habit people have of one-upping each other's stories, the sadness of people succumbing to drug addiction, my anger over the verdict of the Trayvon Martin case, and my severe annoyance at the people in my neighborhood that seem to have no idea how disgusting littering is. The truth is though, I feel like I need to post something positive today. This week has been really horrible for some of my friends and really amazing for some of my friends and, since I don't think the ones who are already having a bad week need to be brought down any further and the ones with good news should keep riding that wave of happy, I'm going to take a page out of Daniel's blog and write about something that helps me through the bad days and the good ones: my amazing friends.

Growing up as a geeky super nerd of the land of brainiacs, freaks, tom-boys, and "those theatre people", was never an easy road. There was always something that someone was teasing me about: my glasses, my bucked teeth, my braces that were fixing my bucked teeth, my good grades, every single time I happened to make a mistake in class, the weird clothes I liked to wear...I think you get the idea. Making friends and, more importantly, maintaining those friendships was never a simple task. I was painfully shy, socially awkward, intellectually advanced way further than my age, and I had the miserable habit of refusing to follow the crowd just so I could be one of the in-crowd. However, what I've found in the past thirty years is that those friendships that I cemented through my weirder ways of life have been the ones that have repeatedly stood the test of time. They were also the ones that required the least amount of work. In the Anne of Green Gables books, Anne refers to these people as "kindred spirits". And you find them everywhere when you least expect it. I've met them in the autograph line at comic con, at random parties thrown by exes, in shows, at school, they just show up and you automatically know that you're going to be lifelong friends. I am especially grateful at the moment because it has led me to my most recent guy of whom I spend my free time with. Yes, he was my psych professor last quarter and no, I did not make a move until after my grades were posted but I pretty much knew from the first day of class that he was someone that needed to be part of my life. It's okay to be who you are, the people that are worth wasting your time on will find you. :)