Here’s to losers. The ones who dance funny at parties. The math geeks. The ones who would rather talk technology than football. Your only friends are a bandwagon of misfits. Here’s to the ones who thought a girl liked the them because she touched their arm for a second. To the pioneers who are dressed in thick framed glasses, armed with back packs, and underestimated at every challenge. So what? You were picked last to play kickball in school. So what? You were put down by your classmates, eating lunch alone, spending your Friday nights with a book and a cry. You held your glasses together with tape. You now hold your head up high. You got that girl. You succeed in life. Here’s to you loser. Here’s to winning.