exodus
Guess who's back, back again, Ena's back, tell a friend...
Well, ladies, I'm back. It's only been 10 days, but it was more then enough.
It was fun. So fun it's exhausting. I feel like a road kill. I have never a 10 day drug, alcohol and sex maraton. Oh my, do my legs, head and throat hurt! I forgot how it's like to be completely sober. And now when I'm back home, I have the biggest hang over the world has ever seen. I also feel...kinda fried. In the -lost-in-time-and-space kinda way.
Anyway, I'm happy. I did get into that guys pants. I always knew he was a natural talent. Yum.
I also went to a rave party. Last time I went to one was a year ago. And since then, I wished to experience that again and I did few days ago. It was amazing. I missed the feeling of floating above the ground and feeling the bass beat in my chest. Wonderful.
Oh yeah, and another cheery thing...my period is fucking late. I do not need this right now but it did happen. I'm not very happy about that. If I don't get it in the next 4 days, I will seriously start freaking out. Bad.
Another bad thing that came out of this holiday is that I got to meet a very annoying and irritating side of one of my friends. I realized she's a big spoiled brat sometimes. It's true that you get to know the real person when you spend some time with them. Live with them some time, actually.
One more sinful thing...I missed the fucking 4 episodes of QAF. Rijeka doesn't get that particular channel, and almost no one here doesn't get it, neither, so I was fucked. No one has taped it. But one of my friends promised me to get the dvd sometime this month.
The good thing about coming back is exactly the fact I'll get to see QAF again. Today. Yayness!
I need to get some sleep. About 5 days of sleep, if possible.
I just tried to have a conversation with my sister and I failed miserably. Gawd. I feel like a junkie. Haha. Balls.
I'm off to get some sleep before QAF.