Am I sleeping with my eyes wide? Am I alone?

I spent the great deal of my Sunday clearing my wardrobe. The last Sunday that I will be dreading to pass as YY put it.

I threw out 4 bags of clothes and 2 bags to donate to Salvation Army. No point in keeping the clothes that I have no intention to wear aint it?

Along with the clothes I threw out a boy's sweatshirt, army shirt and tee shirt. I know, it seem forever to get me to throw those out. But seriously, its not that I'm not over him. Cuz I've been for a long time. Its just that those clothes used to be my "comfort clothes". Something that I wore to sleep when I'm cold and upset. And being me, I tend to hang on to things I'm attached to.

Some sentimental shit.

And I also found a bunch of cards and photos from my friends (that was sweet), a couple of love letters (hehe.. super old school) and the dream book that I shared with a boy. There are places to go, best places to make out and even some recipes, all cut out from magazines.

I love love letters and notes. They are just the sweetest form of expressing one's love to another. And we don't do that anymore. Everything has become so high tech that boys confess their love via sms which we cant keep for longer than a month or 2, if you are really careful. And we don't know if they meant it or were joking or simply drunk. Which is simply idiotic.

Well, I kept the cards and photos from my cousin and childhood best friend, cuz like every card tells me to keep it forever cuz we are "best friends forever". yeah.. I couldn't bear to throw them out. But its sad how I have lost touch with her and I can't recall her number which I tried calling yesterday. Apparently, what I dialed were wrong.

Everything else was down the rubbish chute.
Yup, even the dream book.

So I'm dreamless now? oooooh..

Nah.. I just have other dreams. Like lying on a white sandy beach island with a hot bod Wenthworth Miller look a like guy to order around.
Will you get me an ice cold coke float darling? or how about a Strawberry Margarita?