On Being Nerdy Essay

On a rainy Sunday afternoon at the entrance of a junior high school, a boy with no fashion sense, with thick black glasses, overgrown childish hair, baggy pants and a buttoned up shirt was confronted by a pack of bullies. Unflinchingly, the boy stood still and kept silent. The one in the baseball shirt punched the boy in the face so hard that the boy’s glasses shattered. Without a doubt, the boy was beaten nearly to death. A few minutes later, the helpless boy was left on the ground with the raindrops falling on his motionless body. Staring up at the sky, he seemed to be contemplating the formation of the universe.
Yep. This guy is me. “Nerdiness” came into my life when I was five years old. I can still remember seeing my first Japanese animation, Doraemon. Since then, I fell in love with Japanese comic books, Japanese cartoons and Japanese video games. For these sorts of hobbies, I would be willing to spend vast amounts of time and money. Why? Because I enjoy it or perhaps it is to keep myself away from the real world.
So why do I still want to be considered “nerdy”? In fact, no one wants to be nerdy and there is no exception with me. There is a saying: “it is easier said than done”. I have tried to avoid those animation, comic books and video games. Perhaps I was not decisive enough: I could only limit myself from those materials for one day. What usually happens is nothing changes. I still, to this day, watch animation, comic books and video games.
As a nerd, I am atrocious at communicating with others. I can hardly communicate with other people except teachers and parents, let alone with girls. Having “nerd” status, I may be doomed to be alone for the rest of my life. Because of my introverted personality, I am often bullied. People used to laugh at my strange appearance all the time--take advantage of my naive kindness. But I don’t care about that anymore; no matter what people do to me, I will still be myself.
Using the computer all the time, I am familiar with technology. Even my teachers in high school had asked me to help fix their computers. Most of the time, they really appreciated it and they would give me extra credit once I fixed their computers. But what is the point if the extra credit cannot remedy the loss of the points from my presentations? Every time, when I had a presentation such as a public speech assignment, I would have a heart attack because I am atrocious at communicating. Every time I step up to the stage, two events usually happen: I get mocked by my classmates or I get punished by my teacher for doing no preparation, when actually I did.
Many people misunderstand that nerds have no friends at all. But, I have many friends just like me--we are always playing video games and watching animation together. And surprisingly, we have

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