This is my number! What en evening, or should i day. It started pretty late with me being nervous about my exam, had I read the right things and enoug?! I thought so dare I say,. But when i get there it's all the wrong questions and man the wrong answers haha. So i faliled my exam, and about dissapointed about the whole thing on top of it a cold that's been haunting me for days. Well i get home to the cavern follwing this gearing up for the big party and of course my dear mother has turned the phone off because of her paranoia so i miss the call with perhaps importan information, i'll never know but i'm not paying the rent so can't complain.
Soo i get there all sweaty, on my bicycle (this is Sweden so you better know your means of transportation, car? never!) late of course, and i looked up how to fix my tie but when i got around to doing it i couldn't. Just that kind of day. And i get stuck behind a bus on my way there spewing out fumes.
SO apparently there's something to drink in an apartment to begin, just chatting a little and drinking, nice. Followed by the dinner, and what's up with the precourse...raw salmon and gingerbread..... It's like they took whatever was in the kitchen and put it on the plate. But allright the main course was good, but why put damn raisins in the chocolate cake afterward..... Thsi chef needs some serious training. But the mood was on top with all the drinking and singing and all, getting drunk and chatting around
Well you got to pay the price afterwards so I threw up outside and on my way home, red wine not my cup of tea.... Oh and the girl! I hardly remember what she looked like but I don't think she'll call haha but you never know.
Soo i get there all sweaty, on my bicycle (this is Sweden so you better know your means of transportation, car? never!) late of course, and i looked up how to fix my tie but when i got around to doing it i couldn't. Just that kind of day. And i get stuck behind a bus on my way there spewing out fumes.
SO apparently there's something to drink in an apartment to begin, just chatting a little and drinking, nice. Followed by the dinner, and what's up with the precourse...raw salmon and gingerbread..... It's like they took whatever was in the kitchen and put it on the plate. But allright the main course was good, but why put damn raisins in the chocolate cake afterward..... Thsi chef needs some serious training. But the mood was on top with all the drinking and singing and all, getting drunk and chatting around
Well you got to pay the price afterwards so I threw up outside and on my way home, red wine not my cup of tea.... Oh and the girl! I hardly remember what she looked like but I don't think she'll call haha but you never know.
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