What's with them, anyway?

I have a weird admiration for people who the social norm considers "geeky." And I'm not talking about this fad of cool geeky people who wear oversized glasses and collect comic books and play Katamari (Ok I just described myself, except for I don't collect comic books.) I'm talking about the genuine geeks. The old reebok tennis shoes, one of their old high school shirts, almost baggy (but not too baggy) jeans with the fringed bottoms because they wear them so much, hair is just as it was when they woke up (also as when they were 12), glasses genuinely because they're blind without them, old backpack with just as many pockets as there are keychains clanking around.

THAT kind of geek. Mad respect

(Weird how Animal Collective's "my girls" comes on and all I hear is "I don't mean to seem like I care about materials things like a social status.")

Back to the admiration. I feel like they are the only ones who have not enslaved themselves to the approval of others. They can wear whatever they want and act however they want and we just go "fuckin' geeks" AND THAT'S IT! No more than THAT! They go completely under the radar.

Imagine the release of pressure from society when you go UNDER the radar, the criticism, the judging. Sometimes I want to be less recognized. And the irony is that it is COMPLETELY my fault that I am noticed. I have subjected myself to this daily reality of judgement.

There is no real way to end this, mostly because I have no conclusion or resolution. It was just a weird thought that took its own path and turned into a rant that can now maybe make someone else think.

Oe maybe not....

But Now You Know