God Damnit!
Well, I gone and done it again. Of course, me being me, I just never learn from my own fucking mistakes. You'd think eventually I'd have some sense bashed into my head, but no. Not me. I have to be stubborn. I gave up theater because the drama of drama was suffocating me and my talent for it was mediocre at best. Not going anywhere ever. I finally figured that out after six years. It taking me that long for the truth to sink in shows just how dense I am. But do I really learn? Of course not. I go and have to make a fool of my self trying something else. Not just anything else, either. Color guard. I go and join the color guard team when I have no balance, no coordination, no depth perception, and no dance skills. Can you say "RETARD!". And of course, me being still stubborn, I don't want to quit and look like a wuss. But we've been practicing for at least a month and I still suck a shitload. I just can't believe how ridiculous I was to join in the first place. I go to practice and make a fool of myself, frustrate myself, and stress myself out. The people are nice and all, but I'm just no good at it. I'm not sure what to do anymore.