Know how I always say I wish I have a Queen size bed? Well, it almost came through till I had a better idea. When the bed was gone, my room looked like this:
I thought, why not just take a mattress, put it on the floor, and Wa la! I have a more spacious room, easy to pack, mop, sweep. So, my uncle suggested I get a sofa bed. Gave it a tot and why not? We set off to look for one. Tested, bought. Will be delivered on Wednesday~ My mother and sister, as usual, didn't approve of it. But it was too late and I don't care. Even if it's not too late, I still don't care. They are not gonna be the factor for my decisions. As for now, my room looks like this:
And before you go about thinking I'm some spoilt brat who gets a new bed whenever he wants to, here's the whole story: My uncle rented out his apartment to people and recently, a new tenant will be moving in. This tenant, offers good money(obviously) and requested for beds. So, my family was thinking, instead of giving them a new bed, might as well give my old bed. Of cuz, we had to make some changes. A queen sized bed was first mentioned and pretty much decided on but I had changed my mind. So, all in all, because of this new tenant, am getting a new bed. Not cuz I sat on the floor, cried out loud, and demanded for one.
Peace out~
Livin' la vida loca @ Sunday, November 09, 2008 10:34 PM
