Remember i said there was a party coming in my last post?!
If you must know, then the party went well. My hangover was majestic! Took me 2 days to recuperate. About that day/night, I actually went to a barbecue at a friend's place. He is Axel. Anyway, the party went well, we drank beer, vodka, a little wine and other stuff. We played basketball and talked and made jokes - the whole damn deal! We almost had everyone (talking about the band now) there, but the singer - Kristel was "babysitting". Well, we had a car and a sober driver. Guess what we did?! Next thing i know I'm using capital letters :S`?!?! Why?! ok, back to the story: so there we were, behind her door and ringing the bell. a little frightened boy appears and tells us Kristel is not home. we were like WTF?! called her again. she was still claiming that she is babysitting her young bro. when we told her that we were drunk and at her door she freaked! took her like 5 minutes to get home from her boyfriends house if i'm not mistaking. during this time Kaupo and Henri managed to get into the trunk of our car. Kristel came all irritated and stuff but still disappointed to see that Henri and Kaupo had "left" :D . So she called Kaupo. They started talking and we could hear Kaupo speaking in the trunk, Kristel couldn't. we laughed our asses off! it was so funny! finally the guys came out and Kristel felt stupid in more ways than one. we went back to the party together. more stuff happened, but they are going to take too long to explain + you would not understand the situations anyway, so i'll skip a little.
Suddenly at the party, Cref says something like, "Egle (a girl) is going to be here in 3 minutes. let's move out. there is a party somewhere outside of town.." -.- "what?" i said, and still went into the car :S . it was a long way, we stopped at a gas station, broke a bottle of vodka and did some cool stuff... next thing i know, we have pulled to the side of the road! why?! i don't know. :D seems like the tire is broken. yep, it's broken alright. so... what now? do we fix it?... hmm.. what? it was hilarious that they didn't know what to do, so they started doing something, i just laughed. they did it all wrong! i just walked into the darkness and talked on my phone a bit. when i came back, there was a second car there, filled with guys (not like our car) who knew what to do. soon we were off again. when we made it to the party, i was seriously NOT SOBER! there were many people who i knew and more of those who i didn't. glad i didn't get into any fights. hill-billies usually are famous for short temper. i had fun at that party, but from the crowd i hanged around with, i was the first to pass out. what a shame!
the morning was a story on it's own. i woke up next to Cref. nice one. felt ... not sober? and not drunk either. something in between that and tired. it seems that i slept a good 4 hours that morning. i didn't get to go to the bathroom, nor did i get any water before i was off with a bunch on girls and 4 guys to visit the local shop! it was before 10 am! people should still be sleeping, specially when they have drank the day before! it's fucking saturday! but no! we are in the middle of nowhere, still drunk, tired, under-slept, dehydrated, with filled bladders and hungry moving under a hot morning sun when there is no wind at 10 pm for a mile just to get to shop where there is nothing to buy and even if there was, i didn't have any money!!! kinda pissed me off for a moment.. and then we came back. at least i was given some cold water and i managed to find a place to lay my bladder at.
at first the plan was to go home with a car before 12 am. we knew the battery was dead so we had to push it. we tried that for like, 30 minutes?! it was as dead as a battery could possibly be! ice cold. so we messed around a little bit until a friend of a friend came. he was a hunter. and a pretty stereotypical at that! imagine: an old messed up red pickup ford, a skinny man with mustache that circled his chin, but the chin itself is clean, his skin was dirty and tanned like he has been standing face toward the sun since 1999, wearing blue dirty overalls and a military cap/hat. he looked like a murderer. i kept my distance. at least he helped. took the battery home with him to recharge. we waited for an hour. in witch we had a wonderful conversation. kinda like the one you saw in "The Breakfast Club". it was fun. Cref puked a lot. he felt worse than me.
when the battery came back, we jammed 7 people in to the damn omega. and Crefy had to drive :D. he came into the car. put his hands on the wheel. just stood there for a second or two and then ran out. aww, everyone, look at that! Crefy is puking! poor guy. wiped his mouth on the way to the car and off we were! korn and ramstein blasted our ears most of the way home and we had fun!
but it was too late. my dad had already gone to the building site. he needed my help! i promised to be home by then. i was only 3 and a half hours too late. i messed up and i didn't even say i was sorry. what i jerk i am.
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