3.10.2006
i think i'll never get my fuckin' flat. ok but it's just not fair! why did the french girls found one 10 days after they arrived? and why oh why did the german girl found one 2 and i'm sayin TWO days after she got here?? and it's 2 months i'm looking... AHH!
and last night dominika told me she couldn't come to our date cause she was sick. ok say I i'll go out with some other girls -i didn't say it to her of course- so with two friends we get to this culb, called koliba, and they must have lost their mind cause you must leave your coat in a little wooden house then cross a courtyard and enter the main building. and god it was -6 last night! well anyway we get inside and the girls we had to meet weren't really nice but there was plenty in that place anyway. but no, there she comes, domi's flatmate, and she followed me everywhere like she was my mother and had to keep an eye on me. well it ended up that we left that place at midnight and headed to another club with an average 19-yr-old and got drunk and played with any girl that came next to us. today at 7 my roomate shot a picture of me and him just awaken, me because of him going to work. totally drunk. he'll get fired. i'll post that picture maybe.
oh and yesterday i got i think the fifth beer offered by marco. he's crazy. and with this i mean he is great, but also subtle. i never get to offer him a beer because he is costantly drinking or i'm elsewhere but from time to time i'm dancing and he just shows up with two beers, and hands one to me. i've never seen anybody drink like him, yesterday it was at his 9th beer, which is 4.5 litres, and still not that drunk.
well in the end last night has been one of the worse of my life. i just don't enjoy that kind of fun anymore, am i getting old? or maybe it's simply not fun... dunno. i want to go to the sea this weekend, i've never been there before. and then maybe get in a warm room with some music and wine. hmmmmm... wine... ya if it wasn't that here u get only shitty wine for high prices.
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and last night dominika told me she couldn't come to our date cause she was sick. ok say I i'll go out with some other girls -i didn't say it to her of course- so with two friends we get to this culb, called koliba, and they must have lost their mind cause you must leave your coat in a little wooden house then cross a courtyard and enter the main building. and god it was -6 last night! well anyway we get inside and the girls we had to meet weren't really nice but there was plenty in that place anyway. but no, there she comes, domi's flatmate, and she followed me everywhere like she was my mother and had to keep an eye on me. well it ended up that we left that place at midnight and headed to another club with an average 19-yr-old and got drunk and played with any girl that came next to us. today at 7 my roomate shot a picture of me and him just awaken, me because of him going to work. totally drunk. he'll get fired. i'll post that picture maybe.
oh and yesterday i got i think the fifth beer offered by marco. he's crazy. and with this i mean he is great, but also subtle. i never get to offer him a beer because he is costantly drinking or i'm elsewhere but from time to time i'm dancing and he just shows up with two beers, and hands one to me. i've never seen anybody drink like him, yesterday it was at his 9th beer, which is 4.5 litres, and still not that drunk.
well in the end last night has been one of the worse of my life. i just don't enjoy that kind of fun anymore, am i getting old? or maybe it's simply not fun... dunno. i want to go to the sea this weekend, i've never been there before. and then maybe get in a warm room with some music and wine. hmmmmm... wine... ya if it wasn't that here u get only shitty wine for high prices.
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