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recap? recab? re-incap?...ahhh whatever, just a lil somethin somethin from the weekend.

Fridays: Was invited over for dinner by a old n friend of mine whom I hadn't seen in at least a year or something. He lives together with his girlfriend now, and that makes me think a bit about how fast time goes. And how young I feel towards them. I mean they are my age, she's even younger and they've already bought a house, decorated n are already decorating the babyroom, for future babyplans. Shiat, im getting old. Anyways after that we went to the club, managed to get the last ticket, but it was too damn crowded and too hot. When I got home I was literally soaked with sweat. I demand a better club in this town ^^

Saturday: Didn't do much saturdays, watched Holland beat the shit out of the Checz with 2-0. Van der Sar once again stopped a penalty and is now officially called the PENALTY KILLER *insert evil laugh*. Man that guy must be the best goaly in the world. Ah what the hell am I saying, I don't know jack shit about soccer anyways. After the game I left early to get some sleep as I needed to get up early on sunday.

Sunday:

6 AM Beep beep beep beeep *slams on alarmclock and puts it into snooze*

6:05 AM Beep beeeep beeep *slams on alarmclock and puts it into snooze*

6:10 AM Beeeep beeeep beeeep beeep *slams harder on alarmclock and puts it into snooze*

6:15 AM Beeeeeeeeeeep *pulls the cord out of the clock, opens up the window and throws it out* Man those aren't times to get up on sunday sigghh.

Not much later I got picked up by the chick who wanted me to tag along. Now Im not easily scared of women driving cars, not at all, but as from now there are at least 2 women that scare me more then a 90 year old grandma behind the wheel. My sis and this girl. Man she drove like 140 km/h (thats like 86 miles per hour), the entire way. And this car was a piece of rusted metal on wheels. With every bump in the road I was affraid we'd lose the wheels or something.

We arrived perfectly on time tho, filmed the entire day, and then headed back home, same speed and even scarrier driving style. I tells ya this was scarier then sitting on a motorbike with Nicolai ^^
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Comments:
Yep I hate couples, i think they should all break up and die.. especially when planning on babies...

Football is footbal.. no comments

and ur definitely out of ur mind to wake up any time before noon on a Sunday.. wow u're brave (i mean the sitting in the car with girl part)
:)
 
it's not that i hate couple, i just hate being the 3rd wheel.. that's all :D

oh c'mon... 86 miles/hr is nothing, dear... have you ever been in 100+ miles/hr? ;)
 
@ ana chan: hahahaha wow ur harsh on couples :P

@ka: yeah 3rd wheel definately SUCKS, thank god we where with 4 :D

oi i told ya, the car looked as it would break apart, that was scaryyy :P
 
Ah man...I'm feeling your pain there! The bloody Japanese are the same...they won't let anybody sleep in on a weekend or national holiday! They have to send some squeeky high-pitched voice girl round our town with a megaphone to make sure nobody is being lazy by staying in bed beyond about 7.15am!
 
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