My Secret "Nerdy" Passions

It’s come to my attention that I am as white as HECK. 

Well, maybe “white” is not the best term.  After all, I’ve got some Spanish flair, I’ve been labeled as “ethnically ambiguous,” and I occasionally speak in a ghetto accent…it’s 100% fake and solely derived from one Kelly Gollihue, but still.

So maybe I’m NERDY as heck!....except now I’ll have all these cool nerdy kids all up in my grill, quizzing me on Star Wars, Pokemon, Mario Kart and strategy games.  How now brown cow!  I’m not that cool!  I’m legitimately nerdy.  Like, dorky.  Uncool.  I embarrass myself by being really fascinated/good at certain things.

Allow me to bear my white n nerdy soul.

I secretly want to be a rapper.  But I’m not so secretly bad at it.  The only raps I legitimately know are from Justin Beiber’s “Baby” and “In the Belly of the Whale.” Never heard of that 2^nd one?  It’s because it’s a Newsboys song from the Veggie Tales movie Jonah…yeah.  But I can spit em out.  And I’m secretly proud of this fact even thought I know it shouldn’t be a bragging point.

I love acapella music.  Like a lot. When I discovered “The Sing-Off” (the acapella group version of “American Idol"), I spent my Thanksgiving break on youtube checking out every.single.performance.  My roommates still manage to love me, despite this nerdy fascination, even though I wouldn’t suggest ever singing “Video Killed the Radio Star” to Kelly.

I am a beast at Adventures in Odyssey trivia.  I own thirty albums.  I did an internship with the show.  The writers are some of the few people who have beaten me in trivia.  I say this, not to brag, but to confess the extent of this situation. 

I listen to uncool music.  Not hipster music—I’m talking awesome but uncool music.  I currently have “The Messiah” as a Pandora playlist, and I’ve made my friends listen to Yanni, a contemporary Greek composer.  I blame this completely on my father, the choir director. 

I recently watched four seasons of JAG….over a period of months and while doing dishes and laundry, but still!  Though this 90s military/law show started as a sentimental family activity, I soon became ashamedly invested in Mac and Harm and watched it on my own despite persecution from my roommate.  

So here’s to liking legitimately nerdy stuff that people give you crap for!  

So glad I got that off my chest. ;)