Sweet dreams, sweet memories

Going to bed early that night, i had nothing on my mind except having a nice calm sleep, i put myself in my loose pajamas and slipped into my bed, after my before bed tiring daily rituals.
Hugging my sweet teddy bear, and listening to my ipod, Beethoven symphony sonata pathetique a lovely piece that makes my mind clear and calm before starting a night sleep that never actually succeed:(
the window behind my bed was opened and light night cool air came in, brushing my face all night i buried my face in teddy's hug , trying to sleep i cudnt:(
some scenes of the past came to my head, really weired incidents from my sub-consciousness probably lol
Old school days, and high school rules, i remembered every trick we played on our poor teachers, remembering also those who left a mark in my life and those who left a hurt.
Being a clever student in English and Science i was those teacher's fav student, but i wasn't a calm nice student i was a naughty but nice one..
I used to share in tricks but never invent them hehe, school days also made me remember the rise of the best songs ever, when i used to buy smash hits and tops of the pops and read all about my fav singers, when westlife appeared backstreetboys where on top, spice girls my fav hhehe as a young girl i adored them really lol.
Being obsessed with songs and so on we decided we gonna make our own video clip, me and my friends hehe my sister held the video camera and we decided to make an Egyptian copy of spice girls and we did, dressed like them(baby,sporty,scary,posh,ginger) omg that was hilarious, we were about 16 or somthing may be 15 even, being a basketball player at the time i was sporty lol
I still got the disgraced video so funny but really innocent hehe...
I couldn't sleep remembering all those scenes, i rolled over and tried to change the sonata maybe Beethoven didn't want me to sleep that night, i tried Joe Dassin and my favourite l'ete indien..
I found myself remembering my family and every nice and sad memory we passed, how my cute grandparents still treat us like their small grandchildren, till now my grandma gets crisps,candies and chocolates ready before we go on Friday every week, and how disappointed she is sometimes in me lol, for my loud voice , my curly hair,and my eyeglasses sometimes ,which never suits a lady in her sweet cute opinion but grandma the world is so cruel hehe..
Well she got the right am her 1st grandchild ,she got alot of faith in me:) hope i never let her down..
I remembered summer time and how me and my sister used to play endlessly how i learnt my 1st swimming lesson with my father , how he used to trick me and keep goin away and make me swim more, and when i used to make big sand holes and castles and then take my bike for endless all night rides in the halls and corridors , and the smell of the sea and how i never cared for anything except my happiness and joy, when everything got a taste, from morning breakfast, to late night card games with our friends and the balcony and the sea view with the moon reflecting at night sending silver beams on the dark sands all night long...
Thought that it's still early i looked at the clock it was nearly dawn, i thought i gotta sleep omg it's getting late and all my early sleeping plans are ruined, i changed the music again and so i listened to "La vie en Rose" for Dalida, and suddenly i figured out that the only song sayin that life could be "Rose" is for a singer that committed suicide:S
So i said to myself sleeeeeeeeeeeep Engy , after a hard day in this city, struggling on every corner and street, now that everyone is sleeping the world can have some peace..Finally we all go to bed....sweet dreams..zzzzzZzz