Mediocre

I am really tired, and today has been a splash of colorful weather combinations; the weather being all sorts of emotions, at least according to me. I've been thinking about video blogging while riding home from school as I observed how fresh and bright the colors were this afternoon. Perhaps the vlogbrothers have inspired me. To be frank I've been trying to make light of classes but I am often stuck in the middle of chaos -- if we're straightforwardly referring to Art class, I came across my own mediocre imitation of professionally drawn lips. Turns out I can't even shade them.

There has been so much urgency going around and tonight I have the heels of my palms on my grandmother's computer because mine is silent in misery in one corner of where my relatives are staying for at least, maybe, a month. I've missed blogging. I've missed the comfort of my blog, because in a way it comforts me like no one can. I've been worrying that something inside me would just leave this afloat and abandoned, especially since I haven't been blogging for a long time. Well, maybe not for so long, but I am strict and unmerciful to myself. I've been chastising myself day by day by loosening the grip on my hold on this haven. Maybe it doesn't make sense at all, but I hope it does. I apparently like making sense and having it.

Thanks, and DFTBA! (what does DFTBA mean? see numbers 1 and 2 for accuracy)