Archive for September, 2003
Saturday, September 27th, 2003
I don’t feel like updating much lately. Busy with school..not happy with school, planning on moving out.
current mood: need a change!!
current music: prince
P.S.: Ey Alex, wo is die Harley Politur..?
weekend ends.
Sunday, September 14th, 2003This weekend was quite nice. except friday night. I went to a funk party, which was quite annoying. I really don’t like funk music. Sorry. Makes me angry. Saturday and today marcus and me fixed our bikes, scrubbed the rust off. And then we took a nice little tour with the bikes today and yesterday. Weather is beautiful right now…but soon it’s gonna be cold…..cold…stupid winter.
Freshbeatz finally published my report about the turntablerockers. Yihaaa. So check it out. Go to my link list and then click on freshbeatz, go to reportz, click turntablerocker….taddaaaa. My report. I rule, a bit.
Tomorrow my pre-math class starts. Three weeks, four days a week, six hours a day just math. Crazy. Back in school even three hours a week was too much, way too much. Uhf. Not fun, not fun.
current music: Sam Ragga Band
my longest entry ever.
Sunday, September 7th, 2003So last night was probably the best party in a long long time. I enjoy going out more and more. Not good, since I should do some studies instead. But whatever. Your just young once, work can wait. Back to the party. It was insane. There were some real bitches walking around. It started out when I arrived at the club. I was a bit late, so Lena and Conny were way way ahead of me in line. I called them and they were waving their arms around. So I sneaked in line between everybody. Excuse me..excuse me….untill those two real big BITCHES. They just really pissed me off. I never got into a fight. If you know me in person, you know why. Well, anyways, this was really close to a fight. I asked them to move a bit so I can get through. So they looked at me and they looked at each other, and the next thing I see is there backs…wtf. I mean, sure, you guys spend a lot more time waiting in line. But it would not have been a big deal at all. I mean. Everybody around me was talking, standing in there group of friends. And that’s just what I was trying to do, get to my friends. They were just scared that they don’t make it inside, whatever. They were ugly anyways. Ugly people usually are mean to pretty people…just kidding. And they probably are from a real small town in Germany. So they don’t know how to act appropriate in clubs in Cologne.Bitches. I’m still pissed. After all it wasn’t a big deal though. I was inside 20 minutes after I arrived and met Lena and Conny, no prob.
Amsterdam is sure a weird town though.I like it, during the day. I mean all those channels and old houses and everybody rides “holland bikes”. But at night it just get’s real shitty. Stoned people all over with their big red eyes. And then homeless people smoking crack on the train. Ugly. Right next to us. So gross.
Well during the day it’s a nice town. It’s worth visiting. And if you’re really stoned/smoked pott all day you might enjoy it during the night as well.
We went to the Anne Frank house. You got to go through the whole house. Into the secret annex. You felt like you’re really in this hidding spot. I watched the movie and read the book years ago, and I remember in my imagination I thought the place is tiny. It was actually quite big though. Maybe with eight people living there for two years nonstop, not allowed to leave it, it must have felt small. You even got to go through the bookshelf, which was the entrance to the hidding spot. It was exciting and really sad to go through the house, but I think it’s important to go to places like this. Maybe especially as a german, so you really know your history. Not just pictures and stories out of books. But it always makes me stop breathing. It feels like somebody is wrapping hands around my neck.
My bags are still not unpacked. I’m such a slacker. Well tonight I should find some time though.
This weekend was really a lot of fun. I love going out.
Let’s see what next weekend is bringing?
current music: black eyed peas-bridging the gap
current mood: good, but scared that this might drop some time soon.
hausmarke.
Sunday, September 7th, 2003Gloria, oh Gloria. Das war ja mal ne hammer Party. Aftershow Party vom Fanta 4 Konzert im Tanzbrunen. Turntablerocker. Obwohl ich erst ziemlich sp?t da war, und dann auch nicht in der Schlange voran kam, weil so ein paar bl?de Zicken meinten sie m?ssten den Weg blockieren, war ich doch recht schnell im Gloria und hab die Lena und die Conny getroffen. Ne der Hausmarke is aber auch ein s?sser. Und ich hab lecker Fotos geschossen. Jetzt isses auch schon fast 6.ooam und ich muss bald wieder raus, also gut nacht everybody.
All my friends are famous.
Saturday, September 6th, 2003Look. That’s my friend Matiss. My parents catched him on TV street performing.
I’m off to go see the turntablerocker or go to blue note. We’ll see what the night brings. Hopefully not too much alcohol, have to work tomorrow.
night everybody.
cyber parents.
Friday, September 5th, 2003
So, my parents are in Berlin right now. They woke me up to tell me that they are at this new Sony store..
“they have cameras, go look in the internet, I’m right in front of one of them…”
“WOW..cameras…how’exciting…I need to sleep though, fine..which one”
“second floor…”
“got ya, hehe”
“tell me what I’m wearing?!”
“DAD…fine, blue shirt..”
“I go get mom”
“ok, let me take a pic”
“wave mom”
Crazy parents, getting all excited about cameras..funny, I like my parents.
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2003
Back in europe. My flight to Newark was horrorble. I kept running to the restroom, because I had to puke. I should really stop drinking so much…I still feel sick though.
Right now I’m in an internet cafe in Amsterdam with my friend Marcus. He picked me up from the airport. Now we’re spending a couple days her in Amsterdam. Amsterdam is insane. It either smells like pott or food here, and people look kind of funny here. The average age is around 25 here….pretty people.