Let's play a game, the " who am I" child game:
I spend my life with my headphones in and still have no musical knowledge or talent. 
I'm hella competitive but I'm the least sporty person to walk this planet.
I scroll through my phone and is discouraged (and rarely inspired) but still can't be asked to work to get to their level. I'd rather to the easy way out and say it was all just luck. 
Who am I?

Spoiler alert, I'm every single seemingly normal chick that walks this earth. Remember I said "seemingly" cuz hun, there are somethings fucked in my head lamo