Man, I suck.


I finally get a guitar that fits my hands this year's Christmas, which is good. But I suck, which is really bad. The calluses I used to have on my fingertips disappeared a long time ago, and so now I suck but also I painfully suck.


And I've decided that if you play guitar, it's kind of pointless unless you sing, too. And I don't think I can sing. In fact, I've had people ask me to shut up. The only person who has ever complimented my singing was my mom--and that was one time, like 5 years ago. And it doesn't count if your mom compliments you, it's her job. It's like that really sad joke, "Well, my mom thinks I'm cool!"


I can't paint, because my watercolors and my brushes are trapped in my mom's shed, 3000 miles away. And I'm not good enough of an artist to use the digital art pad that I got for Christmas last year because I have to look at my hands while I draw, and I have to see the result as I draw (or paint)--I can't look at a computer screen separately from my hand. It's too difficult for me. Nothing comes out right.


And I haven't been motivated enough to make a new design for any aspect of my website. Which is strange, because I usually have too many ideas and it's hard to choose just one.


So to recap:

1. I cannot sing.
   
   
2. I cannot play guitar.
   
   
3. I cannot write anything creative.
   
   
4. I cannot paint.
   
   
5. I cannot design.
   
   

At least I have Tai Chi Chih? ButI don't even look graceful when I do that...


I wish there was something I was good at, other than, ya know, figuring out all the things at which I suck.



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