Well, I sure wish it could be a white Christmas here in London, but, no luck.. Just miserable rain, bitter winds and boringness... Luckily, I've been busy with drawing, playing piano and writing stories/poems! People say and quote, "t'is the season to be jolly", but I've been in the depressing season [even though I've been feeling happy!!] and, yeah ^_^ Here's one of my story/poem..things.. [it kinda sucks and I apologise!]
I walk down the street on a cold winter's night,
I see a house, smell the food, hear the piano,
But the people I love are nowhere in sight,
All I have left is a treasure and a shadow.
I walk into the park and there is