I've been aware of my essential "me-ness" for a long time. I remember becoming extremely self-conscious around age 8 or 9 -- whenever it is that the kids I went to school with first pegged me as a loser-nerd. I became extremely introspective then, trying to indentify what is was about me that seemed to offend my peers so. I quickly realized that I was what I characterized back then as "different". I didn't fit in and deep down, I think I knew that it was because I didn't want to. I did however, not want to be picked on constantly, so I tried to force myself. It never worked that well.
By the time I got to university, I was exhausted. For years I'd be trying (without much success)to fit myself into some perceived notion I had about who I should be. Eventually, it was just like "Fuck it. I am a loser-nerd". And it took time, but over the years I began to realize that I liked being a loser-nerd. Or at least I liked it more than pretending I was something else
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Selma's Choice is my hand-down favourite. First of all, the whole bit with the leftover sandwich is comedic gold. So is Duff Gardens. And so many quotable moments
SELMA: Can't you do something? SURLY: Hey lady, Surly looks out for one person. Surly. SELMA: Sorry, Surly. SURLY: Shut up.
MEDIC: [dispensing pills] Give her these...and these...and all of these. SELMA: Thank you, Doctor. MEDIC: Oh, I'm not a doctor
And the best...
HOMER: Hi, kids. How was Duff Gardens? LISA: Can't talk...coming down.
For a really tremendous project, yes I would. I think I could stand being seperated for up to four months, depending on if and how often DK and I were able to see each other during that time.
Of course. How else do think scientists discovered that looking into an eclipse will damage your eyesight? And let's not forget exploding beakers full of acid or being attacked by aggresive forms of wildlife.
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I've been aware of my essential "me-ness" for a long time. I remember becoming extremely self-conscious around age 8 or 9 -- whenever it is that the kids I went to school with first pegged me as a loser-nerd. I became extremely introspective then, trying to indentify what is was about me that seemed to offend my peers so. I quickly realized that I was what I characterized back then as "different". I didn't fit in and deep down, I think I knew that it was because I didn't want to. I did however, not want to be picked on constantly, so I tried to force myself. It never worked that well.
By the time I got to university, I was exhausted. For years I'd be trying (without much success)to fit myself into some perceived notion I had about who I should be. Eventually, it was just like "Fuck it. I am a loser-nerd". And it took time, but over the years I began to realize that I liked being a loser-nerd. Or at least I liked it more than pretending I was something else ( ... )
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SELMA: Can't you do something?
SURLY: Hey lady, Surly looks out for one person. Surly.
SELMA: Sorry, Surly.
SURLY: Shut up.
MEDIC: [dispensing pills] Give her these...and these...and all of these.
SELMA: Thank you, Doctor.
MEDIC: Oh, I'm not a doctor
And the best...
HOMER: Hi, kids. How was Duff Gardens?
LISA: Can't talk...coming down.
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Science is dangerous, dangerous business.
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