Pretend the Gutter is Down the Middle

So Saturday afternoon I went bowling with my choir from church, and I never had such a bad game in all of my life. On the first game, I scored 39 points. I was just hitting gutter after gutter. I couldn't believe how bad I was doing. I was so embarrassed, but I had to play if off, so I just laughed at myself. The worst part was that ::Grayson:: was there, and of course he was hitting strike after strike. We were on the same team, and he tried to encourage me talking about, "Just pretend that the gutter is in the middle." ((insert pitiful look here)) At least his was paying attention. I don't know what it is, but my light never shines when he is around. His light is the ultimate bright, but mine is always dim when he's looking. I hate that. He never sees me do well. I'm either throwing up air balls or getting gutters at the lanes. DANG!! I wish just once he could see the real me. The me that succeeds at something. The me that I really am.