Nothing is what I am.

I'm glad I finally figured out what I really am.
I am a talentless clown. That's right. Every form of art has rejected my hands since before I can remember. Well, actually, I can remember the first time art disagreed with me. I was supposed to draw a dog when I was 4, instead I drew a lion. What's worse is I continued to write, "I like my dog". I remember how I coloured the dog-lion hybrid yellow. For some reason. I also remember that I couldn't draw a table in kindergarten (but i distinctly remember my dad explaining to me back then that kindergarten was a German word. Because I asked him what was the relationship between kinder bueno chocolate and kindergarten. He told me that kinder meant kid).

I also remember not being to paint. At all. Every thing I painted turned out horribly wrong. I used to idolize people like Da Vincci who could paint with one hand and write with the other simultaneously. Yeah, I know, that's like ambidextrous+superhuman. But, I dunno, everyone else(excluding my father) can draw decently. My mom used to paint before she became a mother. My brother doesn't actively draw, but still does it better than me. I'll not talk about my sister; whatever she does, it still sucks. But I'll just say she's more artsy than me.

Music? Don't even get me started! I'm absolutely horrible at music. Just like drawing and sketching, I've never stopped trying. Even though I can honestly say I draw a lot better than I used to,(much thanks to Jackson and Bryan Yong) but it's still really very ... lousy. My drumming too, has improved slightly from the time I was just playing simple basic beats. But I tend to miss notes, and lose focus when playing. I cannot even write a decent riff down. I've had training on the piano, but still cannot hold together a song for more than 2 minutes. Luckily I've exceled in theory. But then again an ounce of practice is worth a ton of theory, so why bother.

I think I can live like this. You know, continue messing with all forms of art, I'm not a very creative person. When it comes to art, I like to think inside the box. The box keeps me safe. But hey, art belongs to the artist, so I might as well do it for myself, no matter how talentless I am.