Because I Say It's Never Too Late

I'm (re)learning how to play the guitar. In my two years of guitar lessons, I never got past D, G, and A and basic strumming so I suppose going back to scratch is the wisest thing to do now.

Who do I blame for not getting ahead in the guitar musical scene? Let's see. There's the required music class I had to take in high school. Oh wait, I was home schooled, scratch that (I do not like being forced to learn something when I want to take my time. I wonder how I passed music classes though). Or it could be because I broke my newly acquired guitar three days into ownership. Or it might be because I have poor motor skills.

Now that I cannot use any of those reasons (except the skills part), I suppose I can start strumming my way to fame. Bwahaha. I actually just want to learn ONE song. Master it and get on with my life. So wait for it, mortals, I shall try tah amaze you with awesome guitaring skillz. Or not.

My problem is that I want too many things happening at the same time when I know I will ditch the plan anyway and will for the world to end. I really think the world is ending soon. Maybe halfway into a project, the earth will swallow me whole. That sounds more likely than my ever having to accomplish one solid goal.

But I say it's never too late. As soon as I get my act going... (world, please end).

I do believe with all my heart that this is my last year. I must be fabulous.