There are some things in my life I have to come to terms with.
For one, by being in marching band, the world categorizes me as a nerd. I love people–normal people–in band so much, that sometimes I forget that. However, this worldwide belief became very evident when my FIRST-EVER hits from Google (yes, I can see where people come from to get to my page) were from people who typed “nerd girl Halloween costume” into the search engine.
Did I post at ALL about how to pull off a cute “nerd girl Halloween costume”? No. My roommates and I dressed up as “Army Bratz” for Halloween. Have I ever called myself a nerd? No. We don’t use that kind of language here. The only way WordPress might have possibly tracked that is from a link to a link of a picture of a nerdy girl I posted a few days ago. But come on, let’s face it. Even this giant computer system sees the words “marching band” posted all over and makes the synonym “nerd”.
The other thing I came to terms with is the fact that I am a dancing GODDESS. All other previous data in my life has pointed otherwise (being too tall to get on my friends’ levels in those girl circles at dances; the “Cotton Eye Joe” being my favorite part of any function; etc.). However, when we were practicing the THRILLER dance for our show this past Saturday, I was told that I was a “GODDESS!” This is news to me, but something I am of course happy to accept.
So how does this all connect? Well I sort of already gave it away…the Mighty Sound of Maryland performed a Michael Jackson show on Saturday, with a “Thriller” finale, complete with the whole band doing a near-authentic dance. And guess what? When we heard that crowd screaming for us, we did NOT feel like nerds.
We felt like goddesses.