onsdag 27 augusti 2008
Last days of fun...
27/8.
Hey crackheads!
Gossip boy here, your one and only source into the scandalous life of a lowerclass brat on the south side.
So what's new? Oh yeah, summer's checking out, college is checking in, which means five years of intensive English teacher studies... It will be fun, I just don't know if I will be ready for it, a new challenge so to speak, a fresh start to the fall of '08.
Will it turn out as bad as last years studies when I actually thought I could manage psychology studies?
Hopefully not, but am I motivated? Hey, that's another matter. No, in fact, the other matter that matters me the most at the moment is a girl (suprised?) that I spent the whole weekend with, E, and she kind of changes perspectives for the future. Now, I don't want to take things for granted, knowing that this passion we share at the moment may not last forever, even I hope... Of course... But it sure looks good, that's something I can garantee myself and people around me... But yet again, things looks just similair to last year when I thought me and V was ment to be... And it wasn't... So, I want to believe but I just don't know if it's worth it... Yet... I like her, very much! And she seems to like me as well... God! I feel like a kid finding his first love... and it actually feels good! Like butterflies in my stomack... Mm... The Dan/Serena-scenario on Friday night sure was great, the late night hot chocolate at Café 60, the snuggle in Humlegården and the Dark Night at the movies the day after... I don't think I've ever spent this much time with a girl on a weekend without being together with her...
Should I take things for granted after all?
Tune of the day --> The moment I said it - Imogen Heap (try listening to it when you walk home in the dark when it's raining... really moody!)
Hey crackheads!
Gossip boy here, your one and only source into the scandalous life of a lowerclass brat on the south side.
So what's new? Oh yeah, summer's checking out, college is checking in, which means five years of intensive English teacher studies... It will be fun, I just don't know if I will be ready for it, a new challenge so to speak, a fresh start to the fall of '08.
Will it turn out as bad as last years studies when I actually thought I could manage psychology studies?
Hopefully not, but am I motivated? Hey, that's another matter. No, in fact, the other matter that matters me the most at the moment is a girl (suprised?) that I spent the whole weekend with, E, and she kind of changes perspectives for the future. Now, I don't want to take things for granted, knowing that this passion we share at the moment may not last forever, even I hope... Of course... But it sure looks good, that's something I can garantee myself and people around me... But yet again, things looks just similair to last year when I thought me and V was ment to be... And it wasn't... So, I want to believe but I just don't know if it's worth it... Yet... I like her, very much! And she seems to like me as well... God! I feel like a kid finding his first love... and it actually feels good! Like butterflies in my stomack... Mm... The Dan/Serena-scenario on Friday night sure was great, the late night hot chocolate at Café 60, the snuggle in Humlegården and the Dark Night at the movies the day after... I don't think I've ever spent this much time with a girl on a weekend without being together with her...
Should I take things for granted after all?
Tune of the day --> The moment I said it - Imogen Heap (try listening to it when you walk home in the dark when it's raining... really moody!)
måndag 11 augusti 2008
Full fart framåt, noll koll bakåt!
1-8/8.
Hey party people!
Seems like a week in Cyprus without money wasn't so bad at all.
In fact, with a rich friend and no boundries, it turned out to be the most perfect week this summer. And what a week then! First night, we played our music on the hotel balcony so loud, that not only did the receptionist warn us, even the nearby local pub was disturbed.
And of course us singing the Englishmen's favorite band, Oasis, didn't please them much either. Although one or two eyes were eager enough to give us the evil eye, we didn't mind, did we?
No of course, we're all just focused on one destination, Ayia Napa, Cyprus.
3/8.
Me and friends are born and raised in the capital. Stockholm. 08. Fjollträsk. Call it whatever.
So meeting peop's that are not from the capital usually results in discussions whether it's gay or not gay to be a Stockholmer. And in reply, Stockholmers often tend to exaggerate their predjudices against so called "farmers" and non-city people. Often, very often.
As people so often state, prejudices creates hate, hate creates more prejudices. And round it goes. That's why I am so happy we met "farmers" without prejudices! Or less prejudices then the will to party! So we hooked up one night outside the Grabbarna Grus nightclub and went to their place for some drinks. We got to know some girls from Eskilstuna, and then headed off to Takkas Hotel room 32! What we didn't know (even though this night didn't result in any luck with the ladies nor hang over the day after) was that this room, later on became legendary, and that roomers were spread all over Takkas, that this room was the place to be, if you wanted a fresh start on your Ayia Napa party tour! And this was just the beginning!
4/8.
The next night, the "farmer boys" had invited the Eskilstuna girls and the girls from Norway, that they got to know before we met them, to room 32. So all the guys were excited over some girly company. I myself thought that this was a great opportunity to get drunk, conversate with a nice chick and hop into bed! Or did I... no I'm not Chuck Bass, not yet... Anyways, we hit off with some nice tunes and lots of booze. The Eskilstuna chicks didn't show but the Norweigans did!
So everone found a girl to conversate with. And here's where everything started to blur.
I remember saying "Hey" to everyone, but after some Sambuca and Jäger shots, I was lost...
According to witnesses, I hade gone out with one of the Norweigan girls and Henrik, my friend from Stockholm. Obviously I was really, really drunk and told Fredrikke (the Norweigan girl) that I liked her very much and that her boyfriend (yeah, of course fine girls have a boyfriend!) should be happy about having this wonderful girlfriend of his! The day after I was like: WTF?!
But I heard Fredrikke told me she liked me to and that I was cute to say all those things.
She even kissed me on the cheeks several times. Like I said: I am not Chuck Bass, yet...
Later on I met a bunch of Norweigan guys, really nice, friendly guys actually.
We chatted and got along but I was still too drunk to know what I was doing. So we head home.
I fell asleep and woke up in a bed the day after not knowing where I was...
Luckily I was at room 32 where all the others were. Lucky me...
5/8.
Good health isn't based on taking an Alvedon in the morning to cure the headache.
Good health isn't based on not drinking, smoking or eating unhealthy food all day long.
Good health is based on being active, eat right, avoid drinking and smoking and sleep good.
I did none of them this week... But I was active in the daytime actually...
We were lucky enough to find a supply for the many pills we'd needed to get back on track, miniture golf! And we loved it! The seriousity, the tention, the money! Although I lost almost every game I had a lot of fun! And I did won the air hockey games we played afterwards!
At least the games against Magnus. Henrik was unstoppable... Back to the partying!
Well, what I remember from this night was that some Swedish girls from Värmlands attended and that I... *sigh*... once again got too drunk and had to go home... poor me... and poor girls that had to drag me home and put me to bed, like I was their 3 year-old or something... GOSH!
6/8.
This night 19 girls was suppose to attend the before party at room 32. D' you know how me actually came? NONE! A scandal indeed. So we called it. The scandal before party including me, Henrik, Magnus and Herman (the farmer from Värmland). But we got off to a healthy start with some beer and drinks. Before we went to Ayia Napa, I had brush my teeth so the beer didn't taste so good. Well, well. Later on we went out. I was there! For once! And I had fun!
But after Grabbarna Grus, the gang went to Blue Moon Bar. I had no money and had to wait.
For TWO hours!!! God I was bored! Later on we continued are nightlife adventures by going to Kalypso, the pool bar hotel! It was alright, we stayed up all night bathing until 6 A.M.
And GOD we were dead the day after! Plus, the cleaning lady shouted her anger at us. 'night!
7/8.
Last night out! It was a great night! Lots of dancing, a bit of drinking and actually the Stockholm neighbours were fun too! Thanks everyone for this night! (I'm beginning to get soar fingers...)
8/8.
I got tatooed! Pictures: http://morethanafeelin.bilddagboken.se
That is all. This trip ROCKED!
Hey party people!
Seems like a week in Cyprus without money wasn't so bad at all.
In fact, with a rich friend and no boundries, it turned out to be the most perfect week this summer. And what a week then! First night, we played our music on the hotel balcony so loud, that not only did the receptionist warn us, even the nearby local pub was disturbed.
And of course us singing the Englishmen's favorite band, Oasis, didn't please them much either. Although one or two eyes were eager enough to give us the evil eye, we didn't mind, did we?
No of course, we're all just focused on one destination, Ayia Napa, Cyprus.
3/8.
Me and friends are born and raised in the capital. Stockholm. 08. Fjollträsk. Call it whatever.
So meeting peop's that are not from the capital usually results in discussions whether it's gay or not gay to be a Stockholmer. And in reply, Stockholmers often tend to exaggerate their predjudices against so called "farmers" and non-city people. Often, very often.
As people so often state, prejudices creates hate, hate creates more prejudices. And round it goes. That's why I am so happy we met "farmers" without prejudices! Or less prejudices then the will to party! So we hooked up one night outside the Grabbarna Grus nightclub and went to their place for some drinks. We got to know some girls from Eskilstuna, and then headed off to Takkas Hotel room 32! What we didn't know (even though this night didn't result in any luck with the ladies nor hang over the day after) was that this room, later on became legendary, and that roomers were spread all over Takkas, that this room was the place to be, if you wanted a fresh start on your Ayia Napa party tour! And this was just the beginning!
4/8.
The next night, the "farmer boys" had invited the Eskilstuna girls and the girls from Norway, that they got to know before we met them, to room 32. So all the guys were excited over some girly company. I myself thought that this was a great opportunity to get drunk, conversate with a nice chick and hop into bed! Or did I... no I'm not Chuck Bass, not yet... Anyways, we hit off with some nice tunes and lots of booze. The Eskilstuna chicks didn't show but the Norweigans did!
So everone found a girl to conversate with. And here's where everything started to blur.
I remember saying "Hey" to everyone, but after some Sambuca and Jäger shots, I was lost...
According to witnesses, I hade gone out with one of the Norweigan girls and Henrik, my friend from Stockholm. Obviously I was really, really drunk and told Fredrikke (the Norweigan girl) that I liked her very much and that her boyfriend (yeah, of course fine girls have a boyfriend!) should be happy about having this wonderful girlfriend of his! The day after I was like: WTF?!
But I heard Fredrikke told me she liked me to and that I was cute to say all those things.
She even kissed me on the cheeks several times. Like I said: I am not Chuck Bass, yet...
Later on I met a bunch of Norweigan guys, really nice, friendly guys actually.
We chatted and got along but I was still too drunk to know what I was doing. So we head home.
I fell asleep and woke up in a bed the day after not knowing where I was...
Luckily I was at room 32 where all the others were. Lucky me...
5/8.
Good health isn't based on taking an Alvedon in the morning to cure the headache.
Good health isn't based on not drinking, smoking or eating unhealthy food all day long.
Good health is based on being active, eat right, avoid drinking and smoking and sleep good.
I did none of them this week... But I was active in the daytime actually...
We were lucky enough to find a supply for the many pills we'd needed to get back on track, miniture golf! And we loved it! The seriousity, the tention, the money! Although I lost almost every game I had a lot of fun! And I did won the air hockey games we played afterwards!
At least the games against Magnus. Henrik was unstoppable... Back to the partying!
Well, what I remember from this night was that some Swedish girls from Värmlands attended and that I... *sigh*... once again got too drunk and had to go home... poor me... and poor girls that had to drag me home and put me to bed, like I was their 3 year-old or something... GOSH!
6/8.
This night 19 girls was suppose to attend the before party at room 32. D' you know how me actually came? NONE! A scandal indeed. So we called it. The scandal before party including me, Henrik, Magnus and Herman (the farmer from Värmland). But we got off to a healthy start with some beer and drinks. Before we went to Ayia Napa, I had brush my teeth so the beer didn't taste so good. Well, well. Later on we went out. I was there! For once! And I had fun!
But after Grabbarna Grus, the gang went to Blue Moon Bar. I had no money and had to wait.
For TWO hours!!! God I was bored! Later on we continued are nightlife adventures by going to Kalypso, the pool bar hotel! It was alright, we stayed up all night bathing until 6 A.M.
And GOD we were dead the day after! Plus, the cleaning lady shouted her anger at us. 'night!
7/8.
Last night out! It was a great night! Lots of dancing, a bit of drinking and actually the Stockholm neighbours were fun too! Thanks everyone for this night! (I'm beginning to get soar fingers...)
8/8.
I got tatooed! Pictures: http://morethanafeelin.bilddagboken.se
That is all. This trip ROCKED!
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