what got me most about growing up was that it wasn't as different as I thought it would be.
I grew up as the official nerd of a lot of my classes. I had a best friend stop speaking to me in fourth grade because I was a teacher's pet. and I thought to myself, it won't be like this when I'm an adult. the adults all respect intelligence (except, apparently, my fifth grade teacher, who got mad when I corrected his spelling).
but it isn't true. I still got asked how I could stand reading all the time. I still got treated like an outcast and called a show-off. in fact, one of the most positive responses I've ever gotten from a co-worker regarding my intelligence was the guy who informed me that I intimidate him, because I'm a woman who is clearly more intelligent than he. I told him I appreciated his honesty.
that beng said, I, too, am enjoying it more, though there's a lot more stress and my health is worse. at least there's no one telling me what time to go to bed anymore.
"Now everyone was giving her that kind of look UFOlogists get when they suddenly say, 'Hey, if you shade your eyes you can see it is just a flock of geese after all.'"
"You can't erase icing."
"I can't believe it doesn't work! I found it on the internet, man!"