Unholy Moss Child

This is the true story of a recent realization. It is entitled "Personal Revelation". I'm sure at least a few of you out there can relate. Please enjoy.

Last week I was forced to admit something to myself. It wasn't easy, but it was necessary. I'm still not entirely comfortable with the idea, but I think getting to off my chest will help me accept the truth, so here it goes:

I'm a nerd.

I can't dance. I lisp. I have a bad laugh. Star Trek is essential to my existence. I wear glasses because my vision is so bad that I once failed to recognize my own mother at a distance of twelve feet. I'm a computer addict. I have a slight crush on Angelina Jolie just because she played Lara Croft in the Tomb Raider movies. I read comic books. On occasion, when no one is looking, I build things out of Legos.

I am officially and undoubtedly a nerd.

And I'm proud of it.

*takes a bow* *applauds mockingly* *elbows the muse in the ribs* *sticks tongue out*