Hello Nerds!
Nerds
lead a pretty tough life, and I don’t mean with the ridicule that sometimes plagues
our existence, rather I refer to our intense emotions, and yes I will talk
about my feelings for once for the world to see.
Hi,
my name is Leif, and emotions get the best of me, and they may get the best of
you, too. What does he mean “his emotions get the best of him”? Well, what I mean
is that when I’m taken with someone, when they’re sad I’m devastated. I cried
for a solid ten or twenty minutes when David Tennant’s Doctor died… it still is
sad to this day. I cried when Harry from Spider-Man 3 died. I cried when Data
died in Star Trek: Nemesis. All of these examples are times I’ve been
emotionally hijacked.
When
I fail in life, or when I need to purge built up stress accumulated over months
of life I watch sad YouTube deaths (my favorite and most effective is Cmdr.
Spock’s death in Star Trek: Wrath of Kahn) or sad Hymns. This occurs around
once every two, or three months, but that’s just me. What I would give to be a
Vulcan, seriously.
My emotions are lost on girls
completely, too. I’ve fallen head over heels for girls who (while I am still
good friends with) never thought of me that way, and it took months to get
right again. My emotions guide me; they envelop me, and consume me. They get
attached to people, and get so rooted in them that change leaves me devastated
entirely. This first happened with Avatar:
The last Airbender when the show ended with the kiss, and the pan out, as
my mom says it was “the worst I’d ever seen you” and took “hours of comedy to
calm me down”. When Lennie died in Of
mice and Men I went into my room (this was several paragraphs before the
death, actually) and read myself with a pillow handy to cry into; the pillow is
a great tool for crying, another tip of mine. This hasn’t happened in a while,
but it’s also the reason why I haven’t watched the last four episodes of Doctor Who on Netflix yet. I may relapse
into a state in which would top the first crush of my life catastrophe by
thousands. Emotions are a hassle, and they barely give enough to want to keep
them, but I guess they’re necessary to be Human.
Resistance
is futile
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Word Count: 418
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