A Day In My Head

Where I stand

In case you haven't guessed, my name is Ryan Guy. I live in the Great Britain and I do not drink tea. I am in year 9 in a British school. I neither know, not care, what that equates to in America. And, if you hadn't guessed, I'm a nerd.

Being a nerd, I ain't very popular around my school. Sure, nobody would set me on fire, but I don't think many would put me out either. Unless I promised to do their maths homework for them.

Yes, people think that it is great being a nerd. I mean, you get great scores on tests without breaking a sweat, get everything straight away, and everyone looks up to your superior intellect. In reality? No. No, it's not really like that at all.

Picture this situation. You are sitting in a large hall doing an exam. You are looking through the entire test, and you have the capability to get 95% easily. But everyone is expecting you to get 95%. You have that much pressure - you can afford to drop one or two marks out of fifty. Honestly, it's like trying to balance an anvil on your head.

And then, if someone gets a question right that you don't, it never drops. For the remainder of the week, you get "Get rekt, [name] beet u in da test", " i even got dat question and I'm thick", and"Did [name] beat you in a test?". You can't deal with it. Everyone expects you to do well. And when you don't, it's something to joke about at your expense.

So, I believe that that is where I stand. On fire. Balancing an anvil on my head. Along with two or 3 other people with me, trying to put out the fire and lift the anvil. With the rest of the school in a circle around me, not doing anything to help, expecting me to be able to deal with it, and trying to get me to do things for them.

People are heartless.

Mostly. I did calculate the chance that I had met my girlfriend once (can't remember off the top of my head). It was pretty small. And she isn't heartless.

People are mostly heartless.

Towards nerds anyway. They seem to love the popular kids who think they're 'ard with a capital A, who smoke 15 packets of cigarettes a day, slowly but surely killing themselves.

People are mostly heartless towards nerds. That is my final statistically insignificant conclusion, as it is only based on me. But, then again, we are all statistically insignificant - one person cannot change the world. Not me. Not Steve Jobs. Not even Nelson Mandela. But maybe if people learnt to cooperate with the nerds, then together, they could change the world.

Just a bit of food for thought.