The aroma of nail polish fills the room. It's the early morning and I am listening to emo music. Yes, I know that some of you hate emo music. But that just how I roll. I have blended colors together to write a lovely note to my love. I was never one to be called an artist. The blended colors aren't that pretty. Nothing I ever create is pretty. Must be a downfall of mine. I've come to realize that nothing strikes my interst,so what will I be when I get older? I love art. I'm amazed by how someone can blend colors together to create such a lovely picture that tells a story. Sadly, I can't paint or draw. There's really nothing that captures my attention and makes me think that I want to do this forever.