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Everyone has their own sense of identity. To be very sterotypical, the jocks all punch each other and laugh moronically. The nerds and geeks mingle, discussing the many uses of a pocket protector and why the number forty-two is the answer to life's question. The popular ones soak in all the glory they can from fans and friends. There are many groups to which people belong.
Everyone needs to belong somewhere. Whether the stereotype rings true is not the point. This is my dilemma. Trying to find my place in the world with some sort of group has been tough. My first impression of me would be to consider myself a nerd. However, I cannot belong to this category because I do not have in my possession a pocket protector of any kind. I don't even own shirts with pockets on them. Scratch my name off that list.
After ruling out being a nerd I would try to attach myself to the group called the geeks. Since I am not allowed into the nerdy crowd, surely I would belong with the geeks, right? Wrong. There is a fine line between being a nerd and a geek. The nerd has his pocket protector and the geek has his girlfriend. I possess neither, so I am barred from either category. This is where I start to get desperate.
Can I belong with the 'cool' people? No, I'm not popular, and hardly cool by the world's standards. Can I belong with the jocks? No, I play no sports and am only slightly interested in them at all. Can I belong with the punks? No, I'm not nearly radical enough. Can I belong with the non-conformists? No, because non-conforming just to be a non-conformist is conforming to non-conformist ways. And besides, I'll conform to whatever I want to, thank you very much. So.. What is left?
The only thing that comes to mind is a loser. I am a loser. Well, at least it is something to be. It's not so bad. Really it isn't.
But still, a person or two, in an effort to save my feelings might say "Oh, you're not a loser!"
Oh please! Spare me. I'm not anything else and now you are saying I can't even be a loser? I'm not good enough to be a loser now? Is that it? Tell me why I can't be a loser. Tell me why I am not good enough for the very high and illustrious position of being a loser. Don't take my identity away from me.
I just want to be a loser, okay?