ok, so heres what happened..i got drunk..completely, totally, fully and inevitably drunk...id had 3 bacardi breezers, 2 cans o beer and a couple of glasses of portwine..and then caroline came over...i helped her kill her bottle of martini..then i puked...then i went to bed..then she woke me up and gave me a cup of really strong tea..then i puked again..after that, i started to feel much much better and a bit relieved, id say..then we went to pitstop..Pepe was working at the entrance so he let us in for free...i missed the band where a guy from my school played, but whatever..i got to see some of the other great bands though..then i helped pepe with his work by stamping the people who were getting in..it was really fun, i liked it a lot!..then i met a coulple of guys from manchester and london...loved their britttttish accent)))..then me and pepe went to buy something to eat..he insisted on buying me a pitabrød - i didnt resist) then we got back and i met Runa (the other bouncer from pitstop) who started to torture me again! tickled me almost to death, bastard!!!) then was trying to hint at the fact that he liked me and blah-blah-blah, but then Søren told him i was too beautiful to be together with a guy) i accepted that as a compliment, but told them that i did have a boyfiend..so...no expectations, guys!...it worked..then caroline found a guy to spend the night with, and i went home..what i discovered, after opening the door was 3 , no 4 empty bottles which i immediately went to throw away...must have been a funny sight - a person throwing away empty bottles at 5 o'clock in the morning) but, honestly, i didnt give a shit)...so, here i am now - writing all this crap instead of going to sleep..which im gonna do just righ now)


good night, everyone!

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