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Who Am I

A lot of people compare themselves to famous characters or people. I guess it's a way to show that there actions or ways they do things is, well justified. In my case I am often told I am like Leonard from "Big Bang Theory" or Ted from "How I Met Your Mother." In fact I am Uncle Ted thanks to my friends kids.

As far as my self examination of why I get called Leonard is possible because I think way, way to much about things going on. I must say I can over examine like crazy, yet I don't do that at work. I also think it's because I am a nerd in both the intellect and gaming/comic thing. It could also be that I am extremely shy  when it comes to speaking to females. Now I can still talk to them but it can be very, ahhh, off I guess. Yet I am again opposite at work. I really need to figure out how to be like me at work during not work. Anyone have any ideas? (Chirp Chirp Chirp).

Now as far as Ted, that's an easy one. That is just because I am a hopeless romantic who yet again is a nerd. He reads, enjoys wines, does not like going out, well yeah I get were Ted comes from. The only thing I do not agree with is I am very outdoors and enjoy working out so haha, I am not fully Ted.

Anyways the point of this blog is that I am slowly trying to figure what I am really like. I think at times I try t act like others around me. Those I think are successful of certain things or just because I see them succeed. I do a horrible job at mimicking them I know that much.

The other problem that I have is, have a falsified who I am because at times I am really confused who I am. I see that it may cause issues of other parts of my life. The other issue is I think that I am who I am but that might be bad too, just simply because I know there are certain things that I am not good at.

Oh well I guess I better work on it or I mean me.

In the words of Aladdin and my friend Bailey "Beeeeeee Yourself"

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