There is always those times where something you do is STILL not good enough or whatever, so you say forget it, and never try it again. What was it that you said "Forget it" to, did you stop doing it, and why?
Eh I guess... I used to draw a lot when I was a kid, I loved it. Thought I was ok at it too for my age. But getting older I just don't have any imagination hardly for it as I once did. Nothing really looks like I want it too. Didn't help any either that I felt completely out of place in an AP art class I took in high school. Looking around at everyone's art then looking back at mine...yeah if I could go back and change anything from that year it would be to not have taken that class. I think that was when I kind of said forget it to really drawing things. I still doodle here and now and maybe...maybe sometimes something will turn out ok-ish, but that's about it.
- trying to season food properly. - displaying stuff - cleaning the floor and just one little speck that won't go away....EVER! - flipping channels
Playing the Piano/keyboard. I just need practice, but just quit on it. I also aspired to be a comic book artist when I was young, and I was pretty good at imitating other's art and styles, but when it came to creating my own art from memory, my skills were lacking. I was a good cartoonist, though. Years ago, I went to an art show where artists showed off their portfolios in attempt to get into the industry (Marvel, DC and Image) and was intimidated by some of the sheer brilliance I saw in other's works. Never thought about it seriously since that.
Drawing... I love drawing but haven't got the time to do it (still draw from time to time) And trying to make my own short stories (again, haven't had time and lack of creativity)
Greek Life. I joined a fraternity from 2006-2010- and at first I thought the idea had promise- I thought I was a part of something great, I thought the events we held were pretty meaningful- but as time passed I started to realize that all the negatives I'd heard before joining were true. You're basically just paying for friends....you pay your membership, you get to wear flashy Greek letters, hang out with sorority women, and the parties are fun- but you can't rely on anyone when things get rough, nobody's got your back, nobody respects you, nobody listens to you, nobody supports you, and eventually I reached the final conclusion: I'm throwing my f-ing money away, and I'm stressing myself out over people who just aren't worth it....this isn't worth it anymore. I put 3.5 years into it, thinking things were going to get better, and by my final college semester: I quit. I stopped going to the frat house, I stopped going there to party on the weekends, I stopped talking to my "brothers"- I just got fed up and stayed away. I couldn't tolerate the injustice anymore- not having a voice, not having rights of my own within the group, not being heard, not being helped back up when I fell- it was just too ridiculously twisted and unfair. The "traditions" we practiced, the "ceremonies" we performed, the "oath" we took: In the end it was all complete BS. Take it from me: If you're in college and your thinking about going Greek- think twice. Think long and hard. Seriously. Because I look back at my Greek experience as a major waste, and if I could do it all over again: I'd stay out of it. It's not the worth the money or drama. Forget it.
