indecisiveness

Been a while since I've posted one here. Whatever. This might as well be a diary considering I'm the only one that reads it. And I don't care. I'd just as soon have no one read it. So, Just last week, I guess I made the final decision. I made the school musical. That's not what matters though. What that means is I'm not playing lacrosse this year. I played lax my freshman and sophomore years, and went to a couple of different camps. My whole life has been one of indecisiveness, and therefore I played a variety of sports my whole young life, because according to my dad that's what real boys do, and therefore that's what I had to do. I started playing guitar because that's what my sister did, and the studio had an opening that was offered to me. Who was I to say no when confronted? I played trumpet because that's what the majority of my fellow elementary schoolers did also. I still play the trumpet because to stop playing it, would be a form of.....change in my life?rebellion? i don't know. As I've grown up, I've managed to become mediocre at a lot of stuff. It's like the bread and butter theory. If the bread represented my talents and skills, and the bread represented the activites i participated in. I'd be not enough butter spread over too much bread. I'll finish this post later.