My weekend
-Es kommt immer alles anders als man denkt.-
Friday night, I invited two close friends of mine over to my place. We had a good and long conversation on different issues (from music and the Goth-scene to mental health). With that there was some whine and beer and little snacks like nachos etc.
Daniela, though absent, is nonetheless off most important influence on my mood this weekend, too. I hate it when I cant see her / go out with her because shes dating
Saturday should have been filled with learning, but I couldnt concentrate and was tired. Though Im officially broke for this month my friends pushed me into going to a local Jazz-Club with them. So I stretched the limits of my bank-account a little and off we went. The Hot-Jazz-Club is a nice little place in a basement at the port. People there were a little too old (mostly around 40), music sucked like shit and the waiters were incapable.
So around twelve we changed location to a dance-club in the vicinity. Music wasnt great there either, but danceable. And that I did like a madman. I danced and tried so hard to be happy. The girl I was in love with a few months ago was there to. Back then I went dancing with her quite a few times until she eventually found out that she could never love me.
So I did my best to look happy and inside I just hurt. I couldnt get drunk either. I spent 30 on liquor but to no avail.
There was this strange fellow who pissed everyone off the hole night being all sticky and touchy and talking incoherently. Probably took the wrong pills or smoked the wrong weeds. But around four oclock that guy just lay there completely unconscious. Glasgow-Coma-Scale of five. Breathing and pulse perfectly ok. I think he probably had hypoglycemia. A girl with some kind of medical background and I watched over him until the ambulance arrived.
Party was over, then. I came home at five, (Daniela is not back, probably sleeping at his place
) checked SG (some nice messages and comments I got! 
) and finally got myself four hours of sleep.
Today Ill do the learning I planed for yesterday
-Es kommt immer alles anders als man denkt.-
Friday night, I invited two close friends of mine over to my place. We had a good and long conversation on different issues (from music and the Goth-scene to mental health). With that there was some whine and beer and little snacks like nachos etc.
Daniela, though absent, is nonetheless off most important influence on my mood this weekend, too. I hate it when I cant see her / go out with her because shes dating
Saturday should have been filled with learning, but I couldnt concentrate and was tired. Though Im officially broke for this month my friends pushed me into going to a local Jazz-Club with them. So I stretched the limits of my bank-account a little and off we went. The Hot-Jazz-Club is a nice little place in a basement at the port. People there were a little too old (mostly around 40), music sucked like shit and the waiters were incapable.
So around twelve we changed location to a dance-club in the vicinity. Music wasnt great there either, but danceable. And that I did like a madman. I danced and tried so hard to be happy. The girl I was in love with a few months ago was there to. Back then I went dancing with her quite a few times until she eventually found out that she could never love me.
So I did my best to look happy and inside I just hurt. I couldnt get drunk either. I spent 30 on liquor but to no avail.
There was this strange fellow who pissed everyone off the hole night being all sticky and touchy and talking incoherently. Probably took the wrong pills or smoked the wrong weeds. But around four oclock that guy just lay there completely unconscious. Glasgow-Coma-Scale of five. Breathing and pulse perfectly ok. I think he probably had hypoglycemia. A girl with some kind of medical background and I watched over him until the ambulance arrived.
Party was over, then. I came home at five, (Daniela is not back, probably sleeping at his place
) checked SG (some nice messages and comments I got! ) and finally got myself four hours of sleep.
Today Ill do the learning I planed for yesterday
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i meant true..but.didnt know for sure which one it was..
riktig means right in swedish...so...i just figured....hehehe
oh my head aches.....did you know?
im translating a letter for my mom, shes working on family stuff, and we had family from switzerland apparently..and she wrote a letter to someone and my mom wants me to translate it..
gah..its old..its german.. its bugging my head..even my glasses dont help me..HEAD THROBBING...and eyes must be poked out.
have fun studying.!!!
(((((hugs)))))
and oh yeah my brain needs to be stimulated...
must start up brain....
vrrrrroooom