The ticking of a watch, the glitter of a sapphire ring and a necklace with the emblem

Hi again everyone. I'm bored today with nothing to do today. It's been raining here since 2pm and it's still raining now at 11.07pm. I found the items i wanted from AFA 2010 and I'm very happy about it. This year wans't as croweded as last year but I think the comic and toy convention would be pack since we can't find the comics that we want in Singapore. I'm now very excited for my trip to Sabha and tomorrow is Hari Raya(I wonder if I'm getting money? Okay joking joking XD) Yesterday drew I Ciel. It wasn't my first time but the 5th time and I really love it very much now all I need to do is to try drawing creases for clothes, draw a nice hairstyle with stands of hair spotted and design better clothings for him. I was just writing my fanfic and was immediately out of ideas since I haven't been reading books for a while and now look at what happens. Oh well I guess inspiration would be coming into my head soon after a break.This weeks playlist is skyway avenue, airplanes, magnet, vampire knight and vampire knight guilty main theme ost, candy from stranger, hypnotize by jane, in my arms, losing you and You. thats all for music. Now next is um........ I don't know what to talk about now. hehehe ^-^' So than an early post and a short one. Bye and have a happy holiday this two months.

When I look at pocket watches, venetian masks and Victorian dresses,

I feel warm inside

But at the same time sad.

I feel like crying for no real reason

I feel like I forgot something important to me.

I feel like I just got dumped by my boy friend

Why do I feel this way to the things related to the 18th century

I remember a saying

"Even if the mind fogets, the body remembers even if it is the past."

I would ask myself if this saying is true a not

I feel that is must be for i have no other explanatuion for it

I want to remember the past

I want to rmemeber my past life

But I can't

For if I want to know

I have to meet god in heaven to find out the truth

I love classical music and everytime I hear, I feel like home.

Everytime I hear someone play the violin, I would look whose playing it

And everytime I play the piano, I feel a type of happiness I could never have with my friends or family

Everytime all this things happens, I would ask myself is this happiness or longing?

All I know is this

Someone out there is the same as me

For the same likes for things, instrument and feelings

I'll be waiting for him

In the country that was on my mind since I was born.

I'll be waiting for him in London.

-A true feeling from me.