Sleep

Now is coming to the middle of a night.

I don't understand. I had been feeling the moods during the week, a little grumpy thanks to being deprived of sleep. I don't understand me- because now I can sleep; but here I am still up.

Editing some photos taken by a few college mates. One by one, by one, by one. They seem to be very good at photography albeit the lack of technical knowledge and familiarity related to camera controls. Looks like the little experience I have doesn't make me any better. Apparently, owning a camera doesn't necessarily make you a good photographer. This I agree.

Now is coming to the middle of the night. I don't understand me. Joel, time for bed.