the show was quite better than expected, although the spot was very tiny but crowded like hell and the first band sucked.But the show was free and the venue kinda nice, directly at the riverside.Been some people who I new from the past, but not the worst characters.In fact, I was extreme lucky, cause I met C-Y and S. went to some old places, but they sucked.was still cool with the girls.T was not so pleased over the whole evening , although he met much more people.But he still is grumbling about some exexexex's, so he was one time glad to see some persons and on the other hand pissed off, by the persons around.schizo.all time exchanging sms' with one of the ex's and torturing himself with all that bullshit. C-Y left also with her ex.M is leaving for an undetermined time to africa, playin "good whitey".well, think he is still a nice guy, but I can't understand this...maybe it has to do with christianity...like the good old missionary...
So the evening was later a little bit filled with good-bye feelings, which you could read in C-Y's eyes.S was later so drunk that she was always apologizing of being drunk and that I make her feeling ashamed about my soberness.strange, but not totally unexpected ending of an evening in my old town.at least I'm glad that I've met those girls and keep staying in contact with them.friendship never dies!
Samstag, 31. März 2007
let's start today...
woke up at late afternoon and decided to open that blog.
Like every Saturday the old half-deaf neighbour woman, shocks me out of swwet dreams with her fucked up folklore-music. I hate that nasty bitch so much, one day I will terrorize her 24 hours with Slayer and Botch and some other rare deathmetal, grindcore and powerviolence pearls!!
Now it's all quit at the front, BUT THE WAR IS ON, GRANNY!!!!
Well, it's late afternoon and I'm so tired and dazed, but I'm also hungry. I'll rush to the supermarket and get some spagghetti, little bit water in the face and the day is fine...
I'm going to a show in my old town tonite, little bit nosy, if I'll meet someone from back in the days (hopefully not!)...
Like every Saturday the old half-deaf neighbour woman, shocks me out of swwet dreams with her fucked up folklore-music. I hate that nasty bitch so much, one day I will terrorize her 24 hours with Slayer and Botch and some other rare deathmetal, grindcore and powerviolence pearls!!
Now it's all quit at the front, BUT THE WAR IS ON, GRANNY!!!!
Well, it's late afternoon and I'm so tired and dazed, but I'm also hungry. I'll rush to the supermarket and get some spagghetti, little bit water in the face and the day is fine...
I'm going to a show in my old town tonite, little bit nosy, if I'll meet someone from back in the days (hopefully not!)...
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