armed and dangerous

during tennis (my PE) last week:
I was feeding a girl some balls. thing is... i don't know how to "play". but it was a class a tennis class so you can't just stand there.so whatever. anyway my ball ballooned. x.x the girl screamed and put the tennis racket to cover her pretty face. hmm... well yeah... there. bullseye, literally. her eye turned blood red.she couldn't open it! She cried x.x I wanted to kick myself. x.x why why why? x.x argh. blame myself? NO! blame the coach, blame the task, blame the duty.
*we are given armor. weapons. that we don't know how to use.
Then, we are forced to the battlefield. to face all these demons that look like you, except they're inside out.
do you leave your armor and run the opposite way? Or face them. with seemingly nothing but what has been given to you (that you don't know crap about? well-maybe a little but certainly not enough crap to use it the way it was meant to be used)?
i run. run. run.