Who i am...more or less

HI. I am a strange girl...i feel like writing stuff on a blog...just for the sake of writing....nervous energy, you know? My name is Emily and i like to think of myself as a loser. so sue me. everytime i DARE say something about that everyone, even people that probably don't like me all that much, are like "Oh, my god, ur not a loser boo hoo hoo how could you think that? how dare you have an original idea about who you are???". Anyways, i am a loser. I lose everything all the time! At least, i never win anything except curling!!!!! And i seriously like it that way! what the hell is wrong with me liking my personality!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry, i just get so angry about this. I don't even know why i have a blog...no one's going to read it...i mean i wouldn't read it. I already know this stuff about me. I have a very clear idea of who i am. I passed the identity crisis a long time ago. Ok, fine, last year. But the most important thing is that now i have a clear idea as to who i am. I am an average girl in an average place in an avergage point in her life. And that was a lie, because im anything but average, the place i live in is....BELOW average, and for the last thing, i was just talking out of my ass. i do that a lot. Once, in class, i had to read my essay out loud but i had forgotten it at home. instead of being sensible as usual (it was my first period class-i'm not all there in the morning) i just made up the essay on the spot. the teacher fell for it. i still hate myself for that, and i'll never do it again. I'm usually a very good student. I'm just really distracted. My memory is excellent, but i'm just stupid. that's the dennis curse. Most dennises are doomed to be incredibly smart morons. that's me. i know im smart, but i am also a total moron, for example, instead of sharpening my pencils i stick the tip back on with scotch tape....oh my god, i really am a moron. Not everyone has the dennis curse. Really it's just my grandpa, my dad, and me. Still, it's a curse. A big curse. The worst part of the curse is that i have to deal with people constantly telling me things like "Oh, look at her she's just like her dad". Not to mention my mom saying that all the time! And it's not like they're lying! it's true! I love my dad, but it's still disturbing....a god, whatever. I'm just gonna end this post here.