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 7 th 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 6 th 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 8 th 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 8 th 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.
The Essay on Nazi Play Fivel School Chris
Brandon-Hi, my brother Frank and I are about to tell you, about the walk home from school that ended our lives. Chris- Fivel and I were upset with each other the day of October 15, 1939. We pouted at each other the whole way to school. We usually got along. But that day we weren't. The school day was fine until the prince able interrupted our class and turned on the radio. It was one of Hitlers ...
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 5 or 6. Now I prefer online golf, it’s not as frustrating. This year, I was on the color guard team: the Titanettes. I wanted to be on it since I saw them perform in 8 th grade. I auditioned for the team and made it.
Then the coach showed her true colors. She started to be mean and constantly undermine me. The team started off with 12 girls, but ended up with 8. She made me angry. Many times I would lash out at her and other team members. She once asked me if I was stupid.
I wanted to quit, but my dad was so proud of me and my sister told me I wasted money on it. I didn’t want to disappoint him or go through the verbal lashings from my sister. Then one day, she took me aside with the captains and told me that she was going to bench me because she thought I was doing the hardest I could so she would cut me. She said she wouldn’t give me what I wanted. She said she was just going to get meaner and meaner as I go on complicating her team. I wish I told her where she could shove her pole…
But I think she already has something stuck up there. Eventually I quit. I told my dad she cut me so he wouldn’t be disappointed. He believed me. I would never want to hurt my dad because he done so much for so I had to lie.
As you see, my life has been one commitment problem after another. I commit myself to one thing. In the end it bores me and I lose interest. I have trouble keeping interest in a guy. I like them for a week and then either find a way for them to break-up with me, or I cheat on them. I don’t know why I can never finish anything.
I only hope I finish something someday so I can look back on my life and be proud of myself for once.
