Hide and seek

Went to a nightclub yesterday. My friends and I were expecting and seeking greatness from the DJ, but all we got was yaaaawn. I have actually never been so disappointed in a somewhat famous DJ before. Shame on him! Or maybe shame on me for building up such expectations, who knows?

But anyhow, we got to dance a lot, and it was so hot on the floor that we were sweating like pigs. You're all very welcome for that vision!



As I have said before, but will say again: I am like a weirdo/assassin-magnet. Last night I thought I was going to be a "dudes-I-have-made-out-with-will-come-to-the-club-I-am-at"-magnet. (Yes, those existe too..) because five of them said they were going to the club we were going to. And that would have been awkward... Imagine this: "Hey there, have you met my other four make out-buddies?". That, my friends, is something that I would not, I repeat: would NOT, appreciate. And I doubt they would either. But as you all know, sometimes life gives you unexpected surprises.
Like yesterday; what I thought was going to be a D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R. was in fact...not. Thanks to the rain. God bless the rain! Any other day I would have cursed the rain, but yesterday: M-m-m! I loved it. The rain was a blessing.
None of them came, I suppose it was because of the rain. Perhaps I'm just not as likeable as I would like to believe myself to be?
Or maybe I just didn't see them. Maybe they were all there? Maybe they all know each other? Maybe they all know that I know them all?

Wow, this is some deep shit. Or at least I am IN some deep shit.

I am so going to hell...

Serious attempt no 1

Ok, here it goes, my serious attempt number one to creat an interesting blog.

Today after my daily chores (school and stuff) I went to a park nearby to do some tanning. As I am like the whitest kid in town I was planning on changing that.
So anyways, I went to the park and I met the craziest person in history. A man, who called himself Gumpa, came up to me and announced the end of the world as we know it. I looked at him and said: well, I've planned for this day all my life. I have stocked up on cans and stuff, and so, I am ready for whatever wrath hell is thrusting upon me.

He looked at me with crazy-eyes and then just walked away. And there I was, sitting in the sun, waiting for him to pull out a light-sword of some kind and scream: HELL HAS NO FURY LIKE A CRAZYMAN SCORNED.
You might guess what happened? Thaaaaat's right. Nothing.

But anyhow, I will wait for his rage to ascend upon my back. I shall look over my shoulder wherever I go and I'll wait.

The weird thing is that this is like a regular day for me; Crazymen and murder attempts.
I'm so very jaded...

First time EVER!

This is seriously weird. I just got myself a f.cking blog!
I think I am about to go mainstream. This is not good. This is not good at all...