...but today, I'm feeling both like a grumpus and a narcissist, and shall thusly just kind of whine emo-live-journal-style about things that have been bugging me, then post why it's totally stupid and childish for me to feel that way.
1. I'm not particularly talented at anything.
I was having a conversation with one of my friends recently who, when talking about music and art, mentioned how she was just kind of "oozing with natural talent," a truth I do admit. It got me thinking, asking myself, "am I talented?" Regardless of musing, I was forced to conclude that I have nothing resembling "talent" in anything. I am not artistically inclined.