I can’t believe after scouring the entire internet, I couldn’t find a good quote to represent the letter X. There are simply no word that begins with the letter X I can use. Oh well, I’ll just have to settle for “Ex” which has the same pronunciation as the letter X. So…
I like this quote. It’s a quote for all the people the cool kids call “losers”. These are nerds, geeks, and all the others who are desperate for companionship. I think they are the ones who try too hard to fit in with the cool people even though they are meant to be with a group of extraordinary people, people with similar interests.
I was one of those people except I’m not a nerd or a geek. I’m just another average human being. I’m shy and small and all I ever wanted was a friend. Was it so hard to ask? But all I’ve ever gotten were bullies, one after one, judgmental and just plain mean.
When I was in China, every time I got bullied, it was up to my aunt to handle my problems for me. She’d storm into the teacher’s offices and complain directly to the principal. This made matters worse because the next day, the principal would pull the bully out of class and tell him/her who complained about them and before I knew, the bully would come after me calling me a crybaby.
After I came to the U.S., I got bullied too but here, there was no one to handle it for me. There was no mean scary aunt to stalk to the principal’s office and complain. I complained to my mom and step-dad. My mom said I should handle that myself while my step-dad said to f*** them, ignore them long enough and they’ll go away. That only made the problem even worse. Worse than being called a crybaby.
Until one day, I just had enough and snapped. I fought with the bully and told my teacher afterwards. It felt surprising good and the bully stopped bothering, even though it was after the fact that she stole my wallet and never confessed, still it felt good.
I guess I got a little off topic. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is I was a person who the cool kids called “loser” because I was trying to fit in. I think the moment I stopped caring about whether or not I fit in was the moment I met my first friend.
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