monday dreaming, dreaming for a vacation

i can imagine myself with my PJs and a tank top, with my hair tied, with my air liur basi smeared at the corner of my mouth, with my taik mata at the corner of my eyes, sitting, on a white linen-covered bed, with white chiffon curtains, facing the sunrise, with the wind blowing softly, and a good book in my hands, in a room, facing the ocean.

and with * next to me.

Ops, that's too much. okay, back to - facing the ocean.

and i have a week to myself, with my best girlfriends either in the same room with plenty of beds, or in the same apartment, or in the next room doing nothing but lazing in the bed and dvd marathoning, sharing stories and reading sessions again.

owh what bliss.

and only go out to swim! or dive! or surfing! i miss being in the water. i miss swimming.

and only go out for photo outings, snap silly pictures, or great sceneries.

(and no, no weekends attending weddings. not at this vacation. :D)

i so want this to happen. i so want it. i so do. i do. i really do.

miss u.