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Standards

     It's been a really weird day. Looking over everything, I can only notice that  it consists of petty first-world problems. My lack of outgoingness, my grades in my Management course in college, and still living with my parents at 19 years old, to name a few.  It's silly how we subconsciously assess what we have, and then build standards on our lives from it. If I came from a poor family, I may feel exactly like I do now if I worried about how I would pay for food, or I would worry about my successful business losing some money this quarter if I happened to be a man of business. Standards. They're imaginary. Made up. You know; everyone's standards for themselves are totally different. No one likes to say this, but who decides what is trivial? In theory, wouldn't factors that contribute to if we stay alive or not take precedence? The tables in this world turn, because our standards are all completely different. They're just made up. Pondering all of this, only one question keeps ringing in my mind like an annoying, persistent "friend" from high school who has my phone number (another example)... How can I break free of my life's standards?

This isn't my best work.

It really isn't my best work. Not clever either, really.

Who am I?

     I define the difference between a nerd and a geek as a focus difference. Nerds focus on practical subjects and are more associated with intelligence. Geeks fixate on a particular hobby or course of study for no particular reason, and know the ins and outs of it. Nerds seem to be a specific brand of geek; The kind of geek that will make a lot of money later on. That definition makes sense to me, except for other specific hobbies. If this reasoning applied, then all people who were good at sports like football would be geeks. By definition, they would be geeks because they know a lot and are physically seasoned in a useless game. Pretty much all hobbies are useless, so I'm not poking fun. They were the popular kids in school, so I'm not so sure the public would consider them geeks. I think it's a mix of little definition and a lot of varying speculation. Like... fashion. If you take fashion seriously, then take into account the fact that mullets, at one time, were acceptable. I don't want to hold geekiness to a double standard like that. I refuse to take it seriously.
     By the way, I completely went off topic from what I wanted to originally talk about. Then, I forgot what I originally wanted to talk about. It turns out, "Max's Memory Dump" might be the perfect name for this blog after all.
     Thanks for reading.

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