I never finished anything in my life. To date, I have projects that I started and never finished. Nothing in my life had ever struck a cord in my mind so fiercely I was compassionate enough to drive myself to the brink of insanity to accomplish it. I guess I just want fulfillment, but I only feel a void big enough to fit in Crater Lake.
I always wanted to play an instrument. In 7th grade I got a chance to. I started playing the Viola. I was instantly great at it. I practiced and practiced my heart out. I even achieved a superior on a solo I performed at a Solo and Ensemble competition. It started to bore me. Then I quit. Do I regret it? Yes, but I can't go back. It's just another useless skill I have.
In 6th grade, I wanted to be an actress. I studied drama for 3 years in middle school. Many nights I stayed up practicing and racking my brain to the point of a headache trying to memorize line after line. I was in a couple of plays, and even scored a superior in a Junior Thespian Competition for Ensemble acting. I still have the pin I received. I also directed my 8th grade drama class' play called Break. I haven't performed since.
Again in middle school, I took a dance class. I wanted to become a dancer very much. I learned ballet, hip-hop, jazz, and many other types. I didn't have much skill in that area. I wasn't as near as talented as the other girls, and the occasional guy. I quit after a year. I don't have any regrets in that area, none what so ever.
In 8th grade, I was going to participate in the school wide science fair, but that never happened. I had an interesting topic; "Do your fingerprints tell what hair color you have?" I bought all the supplies, and had the backing of my science teacher Mr. Van Brunt. I never completed it. I wish I did.
I took golf lessons about year ago. I didn't show much promise though, Paid 100$ for them too. Due to recent happenings, I grew into a deep depression at the time. Out of 8 weeks, I only completed... [continues]
I always wanted to play an instrument. In 7th grade I got a chance to. I started playing the Viola. I was instantly great at it. I practiced and practiced my heart out. I even achieved a superior on a solo I performed at a Solo and Ensemble competition. It started to bore me. Then I quit. Do I regret it? Yes, but I can't go back. It's just another useless skill I have.
In 6th grade, I wanted to be an actress. I studied drama for 3 years in middle school. Many nights I stayed up practicing and racking my brain to the point of a headache trying to memorize line after line. I was in a couple of plays, and even scored a superior in a Junior Thespian Competition for Ensemble acting. I still have the pin I received. I also directed my 8th grade drama class' play called Break. I haven't performed since.
Again in middle school, I took a dance class. I wanted to become a dancer very much. I learned ballet, hip-hop, jazz, and many other types. I didn't have much skill in that area. I wasn't as near as talented as the other girls, and the occasional guy. I quit after a year. I don't have any regrets in that area, none what so ever.
In 8th grade, I was going to participate in the school wide science fair, but that never happened. I had an interesting topic; "Do your fingerprints tell what hair color you have?" I bought all the supplies, and had the backing of my science teacher Mr. Van Brunt. I never completed it. I wish I did.
I took golf lessons about year ago. I didn't show much promise though, Paid 100$ for them too. Due to recent happenings, I grew into a deep depression at the time. Out of 8 weeks, I only completed... [continues]
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