And I'm Talking To Myself At Night... Because I Can't Forget

Long break. And I'm not using this useful long break to do anything fruitful.

My N6600 cocked up on me again, this time I couldn't sms at all. All the words I typed would come out in numbers. I tried all ways to no avail, so I reformatted the phone myself. Yupp, I didn't want to make 2 trips down to the Nokia Care Centre, so I decided to research the how-tos and do it myself.

Thank goodness it was a successful format, no hang-ups and such, so now I have an empty phone. No contact list, no messages in my inbox, no nothing. Now I'm too lazy to re-key all my contacts. I'm kinda content letting it be the way it is. Lol. Don't know who's calling, don't really care, either.

I have a test tomorrow and I haven't studied. I have no excuse at all, as I'm not celebrating Hari Raya (though I wish I am 'cause I'm so bored at home). Perhaps I shall try to study some later. Maybe. I guess so. I'll try. Whoops.

I had a very vivid dream last night. I dreamt that my family and I moved out. We moved to this beautiful high rise apartment somewhere. I was walking around the new apartment, getting familarised, choosing my room (the most exciting part). My L-shaped room was big, with an attached toilet. The other door of the toilet leads to the master bedroom. The windows in my room stretch from ceiling to floor, where it overlooked this beautiful senery of empty grassland and a wide lone stretch of road. A cluster of small houses bordered the grassland. I remembered walking to the window and drawing the curtains aside to find out with a nice surprise that the windows were full length.

I had a nice maroon Queen-sized bed, with a nice maroon thick comforter to go with it. Opposite the bed was this huge built-in wardrode, and a nice full length mirror. The curtains were double-layered, translucent white on the outside and light orange on the inside. Surprisingly, the room was sort of dark (I liked it that way), despite the huge windows and light-coloured curtains. It was also cold, the aircon being centralised or something.

During the later part of the dream, I found out we had a maid. And the plans was that she was going to share my room. :( I remembered being disappointed, yet still happy with my new room. The weird part was that the maid is supposed to sleep outside my wardrobe next to the windows, on this plastic yellow bed on the floor. My aunties (I had no idea why they were there) and I was commenting on how pitiful the maid was, that she had to sleep on the floor, on this hard yellow plastic bed that bends. There were other details I remembered, like my brothers sharing the biggest and nicest room in the house. Their room window overlooks a even nicer senery than the one I described, with part of the sea visible, and the sun's rays shimmering over the water. Our dining area was huge, with nice dark coloured wood dining table and chairs, and the lighting in my new house was speechlessly beautiful; I can't described it in anyway.

The details are still vivid in my mind, too bad I woke up to realise that it's only a very nice dream. :)

Enough daydreaming about a dream and a new place of my own, it's about time I start studying. Lol.