What is a dork, exactly? It’s between a nerd and a geek, not a genius by any means, but not a techno geek either.  So basically, my definition of a dork is: an individual who is keenly interested everything from politics to books to everyday occurrences, fairly intelligent while at the same time being loveable and very personable. Urban dictionary says this: “Dorks are typically more noted for their quirky personality and behavior rather than their interests or IQ which may or may not be on level with traditional geeks or nerds.”

Confession: In high school I was a total ugly duckling, permed frizzy hair, pegged pants and double socks, and a lot of charmed pins and vests for some reason… Yes, I tried desperately to fit in.  I never felt like I belonged in my own skin till I was in my 30’s.  High school was intimidating, not just in the halls, but in the classroom, math was never my friend — in fact I was SO good at it, I took Algebra I two years in a rowJ.  I excelled at English and History however… just do not ask me to balance your checkbook.

Confession: Yesterday, I related Klout to the popular table in high school, the cool table that I was never invited to sit at.  I remember staring across at that table, at the football captain…the hunk of the school; yeah he never knew my name. Likewise, Klout intimidates me like that. I’m not popular, I don’t influence people, I am the girl that sits on the steps of the lunch room with my peanut butter sandwich and Snapple and trying to melt into the background.  Who wants to listen to an eternal dork….

Confession: I read Gone with the Wind over a weekend.  Two days, I couldn’t put it down. I inhaled it.

                                                                                                                                                                                                          

Confession: I love love LOVE the smell of post it notes. I like to flip them and inhale the post-it goodness…Oh and when the Post-it note people tweeted me on twitter, I nearly died of a smile attack, I was so excited.

Confession: I watch at least one hour of news every day… and sometimes… I sneak on for more mid day…sshhhh

Confession: I trip — often. It seems the floor jumps up at me, or the walls try to attack me. This usually happens more when I am very tired.   It’s not bad except I bruise easy and always look like someone abused me.

Confession:  I willingly and excitedly went to college for the first time in November of 2010. It makes me happy to log in every day, and doing homework makes me smile. Don’t get me started on taking notes.

Confession: Lord of the Rings –Fellowship of the Rings is my favoritist movie, I cried at the end of August Rush and I know all the words to the songs in Lion King, Little Mermaid and every other Disney Movie ever made.

Confession:  I currently have a 99.16% in my English Lit class – it is making me crazy that it’s not a 100%…

Confession: I love Destination Truth and Ghost Hunters… but I’m scared of my own shadow and make the dog sit with me if I watch it by myself when no one is home.

So, now you know, my name is Corey, and I have been dork for 13,086 days, and plan on being completely adorkable until the day I die, at which time I want a large celebration to take place….. and please, no flowers, send pizza.

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