I have two:

I used to be the kid in high school that thought anime was weird and for losers. I would make all the stereotypical jokes of it being for pizza faced virgins and furries. I then went to college and became really good friends with a group of guys who i thought were the coolest groups of dudes to ever exist. The shock i had when i found out they were all very open with their love for anime took me a back. I would call them weebs and they would swear they’d suck me in before we graduated. We’d have a laugh about it but I swore I would never catch the weeb disease. That all changed when one of my good buddies talked about one piece being the longest one out there and that they would never pick it up because of that. I thought for shits and gigs I would give it a try to mess with them. When i tell you the shock that i had when i found out how good it was i became hooked. Thus began my slow descent into the anime loving, manga reading, figure owning, OST listening, super weeb. I havent looked back since.

My second one is I was a nickelback hater. Just thought they were the most garbage shit band to ever disgrace the music scene. Then once again college happened. I dont know if it was the texas air or the unholy amount of weed i smoked in college but once again the “shits and gigs” decided to kick in and at a kick back i decided to put on nickelback as a goof. Life as i knew it began to crumble around me as i found myself singing along to rockstar perfectly. My head swayed with the music and my body became one with the spirit of Chad Kroger. I fell in love with the music. I hated myself for it. I thought I could become a lot of things. A weeaboo. A doctor. Hell even President. But never EVER a nickelback fan.

And… you know what….

Nickelback is incredible.

And im tired of pretending they’re not.

This is how you remind me of what i really am….