Sun, come ! It's time ! It's been a while since I put on some light in my life. Feels good. Walk down the streets. Smile. Pinch my cheeks. Laugh at some random guy's joke and see there's a little more showing up at the surface. See I can be seductive just because I actually don't care ! Woah ! Humans are weird ! I love spring. And I don't give a shit of what (some) people might say or think, it's time for a little fun. Who's with me ? Come on don't be shy :) Everyone wants fun. There was this bal, the annual bal of my faculty. I was so wasted I had to throw up when I got there. I guess the homemade sangria of that girl whose place we invaded in the early evening was a wrong mixture. Or was it the fact that I was up since 5 am and had a 8 hour day behind me ? Who cares, I got wasted ! Whooh ! I think I almost forgot how it's like since I left Prague. Cheap booze, free en
trances (or nearly), alcoholic friends (sorry!) who don't give a shit, I don't have that here ! And I miss that A LOT sometimes. Brussels ? Meh ! Don't come here, Prague is way better. You'd just get bored around here and lose your laugh, and light. And become grey and depressed like me. Anyway, so that bal. Woah ! It was fun ! I don't remember a lot, and what I remember seems like I broke the space/time continuum. But I remember having had fun, having laughed a lot, danced a lot, with a lot of guys and girls, having seen a lot of people I hadn't seen in a while. I remember we were all dressed up. I remember standing in the cold at 3 am outside the club with my friend and talk about life and boys. Man, I tell you that was a deep conversation ! :D I remember twisting my ankles every second step because of my torturing shoes. I remember looking hot (or at least I was so drunk I thought I was :D). I remember showering some ass with my coke coz he had grabbed my cigarette from my lips as I was about to light it. I remember doing it with no anger at all, it was a natural reflex 
of my arm reaching to his head with my glass. I remember he didn't liked it but was more surprised than angry. I remember not being the worst wasted of the evening. I remember some friend I kinda like showing up out of nowhere dancing with me and disappearing right after, but hey, the dance was good ;-) I remember quite a lot actually, way more I thought ! Anyway, what I don't remember is how the hell I ended up in the little bed upstairs of my appartement when I fell asleep in MY bed downstairs. Huh ?? And why was I wearing another pyjama ?? I searched for hints (puke, etc.) walking down to my bedroom, but found nothing. Humm, weird thing. Anyway. I learned one thing from my braindamage the next morning ! Never forget to have some fun in your life, even if everything seems to be screwed up and you think you'll never manage to come out of the water you're drowning in. Fun should always be part of your life ;-) So kids, get your pants on and go dance !!! It's an order !
trances (or nearly), alcoholic friends (sorry!) who don't give a shit, I don't have that here ! And I miss that A LOT sometimes. Brussels ? Meh ! Don't come here, Prague is way better. You'd just get bored around here and lose your laugh, and light. And become grey and depressed like me. Anyway, so that bal. Woah ! It was fun ! I don't remember a lot, and what I remember seems like I broke the space/time continuum. But I remember having had fun, having laughed a lot, danced a lot, with a lot of guys and girls, having seen a lot of people I hadn't seen in a while. I remember we were all dressed up. I remember standing in the cold at 3 am outside the club with my friend and talk about life and boys. Man, I tell you that was a deep conversation ! :D I remember twisting my ankles every second step because of my torturing shoes. I remember looking hot (or at least I was so drunk I thought I was :D). I remember showering some ass with my coke coz he had grabbed my cigarette from my lips as I was about to light it. I remember doing it with no anger at all, it was a natural reflex 
of my arm reaching to his head with my glass. I remember he didn't liked it but was more surprised than angry. I remember not being the worst wasted of the evening. I remember some friend I kinda like showing up out of nowhere dancing with me and disappearing right after, but hey, the dance was good ;-) I remember quite a lot actually, way more I thought ! Anyway, what I don't remember is how the hell I ended up in the little bed upstairs of my appartement when I fell asleep in MY bed downstairs. Huh ?? And why was I wearing another pyjama ?? I searched for hints (puke, etc.) walking down to my bedroom, but found nothing. Humm, weird thing. Anyway. I learned one thing from my braindamage the next morning ! Never forget to have some fun in your life, even if everything seems to be screwed up and you think you'll never manage to come out of the water you're drowning in. Fun should always be part of your life ;-) So kids, get your pants on and go dance !!! It's an order !
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