It's impossible for me to give an exact event that turned me into a nerd. I've basically been like this since birth.
My brother is five years my senior, and by the time I came around he was already a bit of a nerd. In fact, he was so fond of the Ninja Turtles that my parents had no idea that they were giving me a name that would ensure that I hear, "Oh, Ariel like The Little Mermaid," practically every time I introduce myself to someone. My brother's Ninja Turtles phase completely masked their exposure to the whole Disney princess thing, they didn't even know about the film that came out a full two years before I was born.
Now, when I was little, I basically worshiped my brother. I had to do everything he did. I wouldn't even eat the special treats bought on a morning shopping trip until he got home in the afternoon and could eat them too. So, anytime he liked something, I liked it just as much.
Then there's my dad as well. He saw the original Star Wars in theaters when he was about thirteen. He can do a damn good Gollum voice. Need I say more? Thought not.
Eventually, I developed my own aspects of nerdiness, but that's basically where it started.
I love being a Nerdfighter because it makes me feel a bit more okay with my nerdiness. I mean, I loved being a nerd before, but I always sort of felt like it was something that shouldn't be revealed until I knew a person pretty well. Things have changed a lot on that front; I only wore Potter-related Ts to my college orientation this year, for example.
In other, sort of BIG news: I am MOVING! In a WEEK! My dad got a job opportunity in Indianapolis, and since I don't especially love where I am with life at the moment anywhere, I'm going to go hang out down there for the summer and see if I like it. If I do, I might stay. (And if I find a job- perhaps John Green needs a babysitter? Just kidding; that would probably be weird.) If not, I might come back here to the Twin Cities, or maybe try to find somewhere entirely new. I will keep you posted.
Until next time, then.
