Oh yeah, baby ... I'm bad! Ah, I was taking that much time change and stuff. This morning teniía fever by clouds, seems to have swallowed hundreds of knives and I'm generally done what they say shit.
Friday. Foam Party.
EVERYONE. It begins when Ryan go home and do not know ... thousand people. We do not have cars to go to the party. Shit. Johnny appears with his pick up ... saved! Nobody wants to go. At the end comes all the world. And we agree that is one of the best parties of the century. All Calhoun Courts there. Ought to be as 30 international.
Saturday. Light.
I open my eyes and I think I'm dead and in Hell. My head will explode, I covered up the eyes with a blanket and shivering ... WTF? For that, a cold 15. Party. Yes, wait till I go. Look, look as I go. Overall, we lost, so do not make much sense. I wake as I can and will eat. I come home and from there it's all a bit confusing. I have no memories of yesterday afternoon o_O Night. Ryan calls we go to a Pool Party (aka Party in the pool). Me and my throat we refused. So I call and Frieder Steffen and Fabian, for his sister and her boyfriend decided to go down to take a single downtown breweries. Everyone point and decide that give Seneca Party (aka a village near here.) We are a moment in Nick's, last call for alcohol, and we close the bar. People are going to Ryan's house and I decide I'm going to die, I better die in my house. Now comes the best. Fabian and I decided to go home to leg because it makes good night. After 15 minutes, when most are coming, we see an ambulance and two police cars. Guh, when it passes near Calhoun Courts, have a 90% chance of knowing the person in question. Bingo. An Australian who lives in our block. With a pink skirt. And pink tights. With a pink sweatshirt. Yes, and with a fart of 15. And with broken knuckles. He had been caught between a group of 5 and had stuck a couple of slaps. Here things work well: you can not drink on the street (if you're in the door of your house you put fine equal), and if you absolutely drunk and the police catch you, you take unless you can comisaríaa call someone to come after you. The individual in question had no phone or anything. We approached to ask what was happening, and Mrs. policíay the Sir Police told us the ballot. So she told us and we climbed in the car (police) we went to Ely home with him, or were taking him to jail. Yes, gentlemen, as ... CAN SAY THAT I HAVE BEEN IN A POLICE CAR IN THE USA !!!!! Oh yeah, what a experience. We saved your ass a friend and we live expericia go in a police car.
Domingo. (Today).
I get up and my head seems to London in WW2. Runny nose, sore throat and mega chunga. Well, OK, well ... I have to eat, so I get up (up) as I can and we will eat. I come home and here I am in my room with my Japanese and Germanic, studying or doing anything in the three junticos ordenadorlos. And Frieder message: trip to Atlanta next weekend. Oh God, how I try
XD molamos post a video, and what is certain is that I put afoto ... Charleston and of those days. In many videos I speak English, so it's laugh XDhiperprohibido
Ah! And I miss you and such ... (
Hasta la próxima actualización, amores midos ;)
Marian.
Quotes (Hall of Fame)
My ear hurts ... well, not my ear, but the way from the ear to the brain. Fabian Schultes.
The problem is that I don't have a barrier between my brain and my mouth, so whatever comes to my mind, I just say it aloud. Andreas Gabrys.
Maybe I'm gay ... because I love this party. Guillaume Steinmetz.
IT'S NOT EVEN MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!!! Guillaume Steinmetz
Are you joGGing with me? Guillaume Steinmetz.
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