My entire life had been about experimenting. I always try new things. A new hobby, a new trick, a new attitude. I failed basically every time.
I tried painting once, all of my pictures were abstract pieces of four-year-old art. So yeah as much as I loved it, I sucked at it. I tried crochet, knitting, looming, sewing (I’m okay at sewing), I even tried that thing where you make like a pillow top or whatever. I have like twenty unfinished projects and one ugly, fat, baby blanket like scarf. So yet again epic fail. I tried Tennis once, I also sucked at that. I tried pottery, I wasn’t awful but…no I was awful.
I’ve tried writing books before and everytime I get to the fifth chapter I lose interest. So I have tried a lot of stuff! Here is what I’ve stuck with even when I’ve failed. Dance, piano, writing (obviously), horses, sign language. Oh that reminds me. I have tried learning like every language ever invented and sucked at every single one.
I tried; Spanish, French, Hebrew, Japanese, Italian, Elvish, sign-language (like four times), and probably like three others that I can’t remember.
So basically I get bored with things really quick and quit. But lately there have been things I have stuck to. And I don’t mean the Doctor Who fandom (Well yeah that too) but like I found things I really love doing that I never want to quit. So…yeah. Not sure how to end this so…The End (Emotional music into fade out)
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