I was in a funk. I tried really to get out of it and think about the shit I wrote myself last week (bout positive thinking and all), and then it worked for like half a day and then I was back in it again. The godamn funk.
Sometimes I just have to accept that I am young and can not have everything planned out yet or know everything or have things the way I want it (hehe).
I kind of have to learn to let go of things and to be not so aware of my emotions all the time, that shit is annoying as fuck.
That being said, I still did a lot of fun things this week. Mostly because I saw every good acquaintance to very good friend that I have. Maybe not ALL of them but I hung out with a lot of people, and of course that always involves a lot of beer.
Wednesday I went with my friend Franti to a jazz gig, she had to go there for school and I had nothing to do, as always.
It was actually really nice jazz music, not the freaky kind and not the boring kind. I also enjoyed just hanging out with Franti, I even got her into the Doos (a crappy cheap place where I drink beer during the week) afterwards.
Thursday I went out with Indi and Layla, the complete Ultimate White Girl formation BUT I was suffering from the funk so I ended up blabbering about my feelings all night, especially to Layla but that's just the downside of being someone' s best friend hahah. Still was a fun night though.
And Saturday I totally made up for it. Saturday was crazy, late, drunk and a whole lot of fun.
My other best friend Lieselot, who lives in Belgium was in town. Boys and life got us down again in the time spent apart so we had to drink.
Lieselot her brother plays in a band the Breaking Levees and they were playing so we started of there. It was really good, I had only see them play at their first gig and that was about a year ago so this ways 10 times better.
Right after the gig was the moment I snapped out of my weirdness I think.
Everybody wanted to go to Pacific Parc that night. I love that place but it was obviously off limits for me because I was nicely (aghum) asked not to go there by a certain bald person, THE EX.
Then I had this great moment/feeling which is best described with the words FUCK THIS.
So we went and had a great classic pacific night and he wasn' t there (I even heard a rumour that he got fired). Lieselot was there with me, Gini, Indi, Sophie and we were dancing and that was all I could ask for, it was just lovely.
(Photobombed for the first time! wtf..)
The headache was less lovely and got home around 7 in the morning so I spent all day on the couch. Sleeping, eating, sleeping and eating SUSHI for dinner HA!
Then I like to add that I may have found a place to live! Tomorrow I have a final viewing but if that' s all fine I could be moving in this week!!!!
I'm still not sure if it's a hoax or not (I hope not) but if it really is true; Thank you Lou Reed for the great music you made!
Goodnight.
