Let me tell you about my week. Because it has been a pretty shitty one. Or actually just weird but it has definitely been a rollercoaster. Emo on monday. Party on thursday, friday and saturday. Sliten som fan nu. Yes. Anyway.
Thursday was Viking and Rags. I had three guys after me but I went home with that stupid asshole (again). Why do I never learn. Friday was Viking and Rags (again). I brought a girl home with me. I have always thought Im slightly bisexual. I never really tried so now I thought why not. And I tried it. This week I have had sex with a girl. And now I know. I am not bisexual. It jsut doesnt do anything for me. Anyway, my roomie got so pissed he doesnt even speak to me anymore. I guess he is angry that I brought someone to the apartment. But mostly I guess he is just grossed out cause he really hates that girl. And all the talk after? Oh my god. Thats the reason I was emo today and still am. When we went to Viking on Saturday, all the stupid guys behind the bar taunted and leered at me. Great. I just wanted to try and I was really drunk, what the hell is your problem? So my confidence shattered to pieces by all this skitsnack to my face. I went with Anna and Malin to a British karaoke place instead of fucking Tibu or Rags, where everyone else always is. I dont know when I will return to Viking and what it will be like. Right now it just feels like everyone hates me. But thats nothing new under the sun.
People are crazy here. I will never have the fire to maintain this level of partying. Never. So next week Im only going out one night. Saturday. Cause then I have time to recharge for real. Also, the strain of missing people, the strain of not knowing who to trust (cause everyone down here talks so much shit) is killing me softly. Or rather violently.
Also - Mattias birthday. He was dragged behind the bar, they called out that it was his 18th birthday (no, he is like 21) made him chug vodka from two bottles simultaneously, then they said "now we´re gonna play his favourite song" and they put on Dr Bombay. He is so drunk he cant even stand, but he managed to crazy dance to Dr Bombay.
Also - stureplansorginalet Louise. Boob job. Lip job. Applied to Playboy. Have lived at Stureplan hela sitt liv. Vill ha ett till boob job. Quote: "To get the guy you want is like stealing candy from a kid" (sounds better in stockholmska)
We ate at Little Italy today, awesome food. When I sat there with Katja, whom Ive gotten much much closer to after all the drama thats happening here, I realized this little adventure of mine has turned into a sexual oddyssey. Something I never thought. Weird.
