I guess that shouldn't/wouldn't bother me so much if it wasn't for the comments the teacher made (not just on that day but the entire semester). I don't want to give up. I am serious about what I'm doing in there (though some may doubt) but just entering that class hurts.
You know the feeling that you get when you enter a room filled with rocket scientists and you know science but not to the extent that they know? I get that feeling all the time. When I hang around certain 'smart' friends, when I enter portfolio, going into journalism class, ect. It's not like this feeling should bother me because I've mostly been getting it all my life, so I'm pretty used to it but it's now a ton of rocks on top of my chest causing me to work harder just to breathe. It sucks.
It used to be that I could see myself in the future going to college, getting married, doing fun and interesting things but now all I see is a blur and that uncertainity is not a nice feeling.
Anyway I know I've got to have some kind of REAL talent that'll take me somewhere and in time God will show it to me... right? I just have to keep waiting.
Geeze if that wasn't a depressing post...I'd better end this on a happy note.
I've got this easter button that's really cute. It has a picture of a candy bunny whose ear is bitten off. The caption says "This kind of senseless violence must be stopped!". I love it so much!!!