Till We Meet Again

My friend N. returned from New York last week and decided not to tell us.
Apparently she had been planning it since december, cause she thought it'd funny to suprise us.
I was allready wondering for the past weeks when she'd come back, but I did'n't ask her.
In fact, I'm such a good friend that I hadn't talked to her for a month or so.
Not that I didn't want to, I just kept forgetting to e-mail her.
Anyway, it was a great suprise.
It's so awesome to see her again and she's got these amazing stories to tell.
Right now she's trying to decide wether to go back next month.
Her millionair boyfriend (that kind of stuff only happends to her) bought her a plane ticket, because he want's her to come back.

She only wants to come if he gets her an appartment and a job first.

Just to be sure she won't be depending on his charity.

And she isn't sure she likes him enough too.

I'm curious to see what she'll decide.

And N. isn't my only returned friend. My best friend T. is coming back from Senegal next week and I'm so excited.

As fun as it is to have N. back, I missed T. more.

She's my party-buddy and the one I go to when I'm bored.

We can sit in her kitchen for hours eating cookies, drinking tea and completely analysing the past weekend.

I really missed her, so I can't wait to see her again and hug her senseless.

It's really a roullette with my friends this year.

Everytime one persons comes back another one goes away.

As N. and T. come home, S. is going off to Ghana in two weeks.

And in two months I'll be in Italy.

The only one who stays all year is M.

She wanted to go to New Sealand or Russia, yeah those two have nothing in common whatsoever, but she can't come up with the money.

She can't save anything.

And besides that she wants to go to Dramaschool next year, so all her time and money are spend on auditions.

And her new boyfriend.

It's a good thing though that not everybody's gone at the same time, I'd be bored out of my mind.

Now there's allways someone to hang out with or party with.

Even without T., though it's not as much fun.

I'm still having job and money issues and I'm really bummed that I can't go anywhere.

I kind of wanted to go back to Hamburg for a week or so and visit friends in different towns, but I can't afford it.

Oh well, at least I'm going to Italy, I can't wait.

This cold weather is staring to piss me off.

I constantly have a cold, it sucks.

(Racoon - Love you more)

Two Days, Three Parties, Giant Hangover

I'm a little late with this post, because of my enormous hangover yesterday.
Looking at a computer screen made my head feel like it would burst.
Highly unpleasant.

I must say, you know you had a great night when you're still dizzy in the morning.
Although I hate feeling like I don't remember everything...

On Friday I had a farewell/christmas party from my inturnship.
I'd never been to one before, but I liked it.
Then again, what's not to like about gin&tonics on the company's bill?
Oh, I should have stayed there.
That way there could have also been a slight chance of hooking up with D.
I haven't told you guys about him yet.

D. is 25 and one of the guys who worked on the set.
The kind who walks around with an earpiece doing absolutely nothing.
He was older, cute, nice and funny.
And he had that amazing aura of a guy who is unaware of how sexy he is.
I liked him, but he never showed any interest in me.
Why would he? If I was a 25 year old guy, I wouldn't be into a 18 girl either.
Or maybe I would be, can't say with certainty.

Either way, I left the christmas party to go to a club with friends.
It was freezing cold outside and I spend half an hour in line with open shoes.
I was seriously worried I might have frostbite.
And it so was not worth it.
Inside the club it was so full I could hardly move, my previous G&T buzz had worn off in the cold and my friend S. was complaining about her feet hurting.
If you wear heels going out, that entirely on you.

Worst of all, my other friend L. and his friend (my crush) S. didn't get in.
You're kind of a loser when you're 18 and still can't get in.
So I left early and went to bed.

the next morning I was in a lot of stress, because i couldn't get all of my stuff into my suitcase and was running out of time.
It all worked out though.
Because of the massive snowfall here, I had a total delay of three hours.
On different trains.
I was so done for when I finally got home, but I went out anyway.
I mean, I hadn't seen my friends in 6 weeks. I had to go out.

I'm glad I did, it was so much fun.
Sadly enough, I don't remember everything.
As tradition I had a lot of tequilla. We always drink tequilla.
Later on i had beer, which turned out to be a very bad decision.
I puked my guts out when I got home.
At that point I was hammered.
It never happened to me before that I was ever more drunk by the time I got home, than I had been in the club.
A whole new experience.

Anyway, the reason I had beer was a good one though.
Or a pleasant one.
See, my friend has got a new boyfriend and he turned out to have a very cute and generous friend.
Who started hitting on me and buying me beer.
He was very impressed (and a little annoyed) when I turned out to be a better drinker than him.
I'm just glad he didn't see me when the alcohol kicked in.

I'm a little dissapointed though that even while he came up to me and was very flirty, he didn't kiss me or even ask for my number.
What's up with that?

At the moment I'm sort of snowed in. There's so much snow, it's gorgeous, but you can't really get anywhere.
No public transportation or anything.






(Beyonce Knowles - Halo)