Dear Diary,
I can hear the loud beat of music downstairs. While here I am in my room, doing nothing but to paint. I got bored so bad that my mind is flooding with ideas on what to paint. I can't sleep either since I need to help the maids to clean up the mess after the party.
I didn't even realize that I just finished my masterpiece. It's Raphael, smiling while holding a thorn red rose on his hand, he's on a bright field barefooted. He's wearing a simple white buttoned down polo and black slack as his hair was blown by the wind. It's beautiful.
I smiled and imagined patting my back for a job well done.
~Anastasia~
