Haha, entries become more often! Tuesday i did not know what to do, so i decided to go to bed early and drank my "good night"-beer without Basti. I explain you, what a GNB is It's not just a beer, it's a "good night"-beer. But alone it's not satisfiing. It has to be drunk by at least two wannabe-philosophers (SORRI!!!) before they go to bed.Yesterday something happend! At the last moment i got an opportunity escaping from my room for the evening! First i visited Phil watching "Tagesthemen". Afterwards we catched the bus. It was already leaving the bus station but we ran to catch it and it stopped for letting us in. We traveled to Kårhuset, but there was not much going on. Just a few guys playing a drinking game. So we went to the karaoke-bar we heard of before.
And now, be grateful, send me money, because now i tell you the most important thing of Sundsvall: NEVER, never ever, aldrig nånsin, go to this stupid bar! Jump behind a bus, dance naked on the marktplace, wrestle with an elk, but go never to this karaoke bar. When i was in there i had to think all the time of Joana well sounding "boring"-phrase. If the people inside are not disgusting they are strange. And it is small and you are pushed all the time from everywhere because for some unkown reason all people are going from one end of bar to the other. Perhaps for getting new alcohol, for being unable to walk straight forward and push me while trying to avoid contact. Remember that!
Annoyed be the bar Phil and i left after midnight, went home to Nacksta and decided be hungry. For this reason Phil had a 1kg-mega-pizza. We took from his flat and baked it in my kitchen. We ate until half past 2, i think. Perhaps even later. Thanks i could sleep long this morning.Now, i have to hurry for meeting Phil at the busstation. This evening we have Salsa and afterwards Iman's birthdayparty. This i going to be a long night... tomorrow my lessons will already start at 8:15! Thanks to Basti he bought the coffee machine...
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