Saturday day started with scootering and a break from the day with warm chocolate and sandwiches. I was out with my sister's boyfriend's scooter and I'm so happy for them since they invested in a scooter. This means more wintersports fun this year. I was wondering to ski as well but I don't own a pair of skis so I'm just waiting for the right moment when someone comes along with a pair of skis. We were scootering just outside my city at my grandparent's place and the scooter is an old one with no possibility to go back just forward. The truth is I enjoyed the woods completely covered with glittering snow, and the sun making its reflections, the tights thickets and the mysteriosly feelings it gives me. Probably there are just a lot of trees over and over again but I feel its a little bit fairytaly and I fantazise about what might show up in the woods. More funny is that in the woods the people are more polight and says hi, then up in the club. I guess it's because there are no one else there besides you and that skier that just passed you.
Noted is that you look like the michelin dude with the down jacket and coating pants, or a smurf.
This brings me to the riots of the weekend. I know I never said hurray for the party life here in Umeå but I always give it a new change. I'm not a judging person and hey, I do like to meet my friends and new people. Let's just say I'm open-minded for everything that can bring joy to my daily boring life over here.
Noted is my friday that was a lot of fun with Tove and her boyfriend Harry, we just chilled at home til we finally decided to go to a bar to take a beer and watch the crew. The first thing that appears in front of the bar is a fight between some drunk guy and the security. I just sighed and moved over like nothing happened. We listened to some live music and reconsidered having a after party but I decided to walk myself back home. I'm walking home and I'm almost dying of the cold, the sequence reminded me about opposite desert, or frozen hell. I was struggling, walking with the cold making wistles in my ear. I was close to just lay down in a pile of snow and just die.
Saturday night I was on the verge to stay at home because I was doing everything in spanish-time. I got out of my bathtub at 9 pm manicured, pedicured, facemasked and everything else. It gave me 1 hour to go to the party but then we had to leave to the club directly. Here we go out at 10.30 pm and we pay a huge amount of money to enter the clubs, 120 swedish crones which is aprox 13 euros. It's a slap in the face everytime you have to pay and even more to come for the alcohole that cost 5-6 euros for each beer.
I decided to stay with my parents, have a beer and watch the melody contest. It's a famous contest that brings the swedish music together, don't watch if you wanna appreciate swedish music. I was really wondering to see my friend Helene so all suddenly I just jump on the bus heading for the center. Well there I reminded myself I had no cash on my phone and there are no phone-machines here in streets. I know which bus she is coming with so I just thought to myself take a chanse because there will always be a solution. I walked to their busstop in the main street of buses and there to be find is a hot blonde going out of the bus. I start walking beside her and her friend til they noticed some creepy me walking beside them, it was my friend. We took some beers at this club (more of a highschool discotec because they had a smoke-machine) called Allstars, we took a turn on the dancefloor, we meet some freaks and it was fun to see my friend. Though irritations aroused because I'm not used to the rough people pushing you aside all the time, you are like a marioneta. People have no fucking manners here and it drives me crazy but I stayed strong til 1.30 when I decided to go home. The road back home was longer because I was sober, could not afford to get drunk in a club. All this was a culture shock for me, but at least now I know to not go and spend money on this place. I don't want to give'em my money, don't take my money! Now I'm going out running and then I continue my studies. Kisses and hugs.
/The end
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