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Dork and the city


Saturday, December 01, 2012

I was the dorkiest teen you can imagine. No, really.

I grew up surrounded by books, and I read voraciously, but they were "good" books (I think there are very few bad books out there today, but that's another topic for another day), so they basically taught me nothing about basic social interaction.

I have no social intuition- I take my cues from everyone around me, I watch people like a hawk, and have a database of what reaction is appropriate to which situation. Yes, the drama of the gifted kid or whatever you want to call it. I call it being a dork.

After I just embarrassed myself yesterday at lunch when, in typical Chiso fashion, I didn't even realize someone was flirting with me and offered sincere and real advice to a rhetorical question (hey, I'm still WORKING on that German!), I was reminded of the few HS/AP classes I couldn't get homeschooled in.

The talk of the town among the fifteen year-olds: Trading in your v-card.
Chiso (me), barely turned 12: I have to STOP PLAYING MY VIOLIN? WHY???

Yeah, dork.
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