reganoutloud: (London Winter)
I cannot play chess. It makes no sense to me. It doesn't matter how many times I try and learn how to play the game, it just escapes me. It makes no sense. This piece can only do this and that piece can only do that. There's all these strategies and a ridiculous amount of forward planning.

And how seriously people take it! Isn't it supposed to be a game, supposed to be fun?

I can't do it. I can't play chess. Or, well, I can't play chess well. Or remember the rules. I'm not destined to be some grandmaster. I'm probably never even going to ever win a game. All my pieces fell to the dark side. You'd think by now I'd have learned my lesson by how many times I've failed and given up trying.

I bet I won't. I bet next time Devin challenges me to a game I'll accept.
And lose.
And sulk.
And rail chess.

Which makes me wonder. Which is worse: doing something and sucking at it or never trying it in the first place?

Regan

Female. Seventeen. June 28th. Gemini. Londoner. College student. Future Sociocultural anthropologist. Gymnast. Swimmer. Cheerleader. Knitter. Baker.
Loves reading, watching tv/movies, chelsea fc, music, animals, fashion, disney, miley cyrus, one direction, 5 seconds of summer, science fiction, fantasy, horror, football, cupcakes, tea, space, pirates, dinosaurs, mythology, the paranormal, dolphins and wordsearches

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