Insomnia rules.

And because of the restless night, it seems that I can't even fucken remember
my dreams. I am upset, tired and depressed. 

Oh now I remember my dream. I was in somekind of weird small swimming pool
(outdoors) early on some morning and was sitting there alone, watching tv
(there was a bigscreen tv by the pool). Suddenly a bunch of troublemakers came
and I left the place and noticed that my phone had been stepped on and it was
buried in sand. Later i noticed that it wasn't my phone at all but a totally
weird model (not existent mixture of nokia phones) too and I spend rest of the
dream finding out who it belonged to. Not so weird this time but, hey! You
can't succeed everyday! 

Some of the dream was inspired obviously (the big flat tv screen) by the "One
hour photo" movie I saw yesterday. It wasn't that bad I thought but only gave
it an 8 / 10 in imdb. Not BAD movie anyway. Though really weird to see Robin
Williams in a movie like that.

Yumyum! Chinese food inside and again saw nice chick. A nice big-tit girl from
socialpsychology class was eating on the next table. This day is starting to
lookg better and better.