|This post might be a little long...
||[Sep. 24th, 2008|09:43 am]
|[||Oh how I feel. . .
So I haven't written on this since before I moved. There is a lot to catch up on.
The three day moving trip out here was a little hard but all worth it. On Monday Miles and I had our one year. Didn't go to the party our friends had. I'm glad though, I've partied almost every day in the last 3 weeks. I really can't wait for randoms to stop coming to my house and fucking up my shit. We got the cops called on us last night. We had probably 100 people in our house. (Doesn't seem like a lot, but the house doesn't hold that many people and when everyone is drunk and makes even less room) So right after hitting a bowl i hear the cops are at the door. I try to get everyone in the house to shut up but since I live in a "frat" house and I'm a girl no one thinks I live here. But Miles came back in and said everyone had to go. I looked at the group and yelled to get the fuck out my house. Some people looked at me others i guess thought that i wasn't fucking around and left. took me forever to get them to get the fuck out or shut up. I just really hope that we don't have a party at our house again. I don't want to clean that shit up. But on another note when I was all fucking drunk the other day got in a huge fight with Miles over something dumb (and I know that now) and was hanging out in the middle of the road Miles pulled me out of the road and I fucked up both my hands, one of my knees that is getting better and the arch of one of my feet. And that shit hurts the most. I can't walk, and I can't play my favorite beer game cause I can only run on one foot.
Europe was better then I thought it was gonna be. I hated my backpack!!!!! Half way through the trip I just wanted to burn the shit. Its nice to know that at one point this summer I was healthy and able to hike up a mountain carrying my 45 pound backpack. Czech was tight but after a few days of being in cities it was nice to go into the middle of nowhere and camp for a few days. Wasn't really feeling poland. Got a lot of money stolen from us on the train to poland. Didn't find out till way later. Got kicked off the train in some random little ass town in the middle of nowhere where no one speaks english. Sat around for a while till our next train got there and made it to Warsaw. It was a big city and looked like most the big cities in czech and some other places. So I really didn't give a shit. The whole time we were in Poland we drank. I don't really remember Poland I guess cause I didn't enjoy my time. The one thing I have to say about Poland is "fuck little dumb British bitches who needs to learn when to say shit, because next time they talk shit they gonna get the shit kicked out of them". Sorry for that bad shit! Next stop on the trip was slovakia! By far my favorite. There was nothing like camping at the bottom of some mountains and climbing every day to a new mountain top and looking out onto the land.
The picture is on the highest peak. Miles and I climbed it in one day and when we got to the top I was so cold that I just wanted to get off the mountain, drink some beer and eat my bread and cheese and sleep for 2 days. And I believe thats what I did. Next was Austria. Saw Tiesto and raved all night! Had a blast going to all the tight clubs and bars in vienna. After a week of not having to carry my backpack or do anything we left again but this time our month and a half long trip was coming to a close but we had one last stop and that was Amsterdam!!!! I really think I'm gonna move there. I can own a bike and ride around all day. The coffee shops were so much fun. Find Grey Area if your ever in Amsterdam. Miles and I walked around and looked at everything. I love the way the city is set up, but the whole time we were there I was lost and had no idea where i was going. I wish I could tell you all the stories and all the crazy shit that happened and we saw. some stories would have you rolling on the ground others would make you think about never talking public transit ever. But it was a great time.
Right now I'm lying in my bed next to my super sexy boy who is passed out from a great party last night. Finished one keg and I believe anywhere from 8-10 half gallons of vodka. I have a super bad hang over right now. And wish that it wasn't so bright in my room. I hope you enjoyed reading some parts of my europe trip and this summer. I saw post pictures when I can charge the camera.