The work started early in the morning and towards the afternoon, we still weren't done—not even halfway done.
It was the kind of work I didn't see myself doing even in a thousand years.
I mean, I would naturally leave this for the professional, but given the complexity, given how I didn't know how to structure it well in a diagram, I needed to be the one putting this and that in place.
Rotating and spinning, to make sure it was exactly how it was supposed to be.
It was exhausting. My back ached, and my hands were raw. I felt a surge of frustration when it didn't work out the way I wanted and I inwardly cussed at my lack of interest in science and technology—why didn't I pay more attention in science class when I had the chance? I wondered.
I knew I would end up in art class anyway, and was striving to become an actress, so I didn't look in the direction of anything related to science.
I regret it now.
