What soccer brings 2
So K had some serious sufferings.. well even though he suffered from his pain, he was also going wild.. jumping and dancing to the beat and making comments upon the match. He even pulled my shoulder to discuss when we had the 1-1 score against us. Then people started throwing with toiletpaper rolls. They flew quite beautifully, tracing the air with their paper tails. Someone had clearly either stolen quite a pack or bought a huge family-sized pack. They flew all around the field. We managed to get hold of two and threw them further on.
Eventually the match progressed to 3-1 Holland was sure to win and at each goal we cheered jumped and waved our arms in the air, singing songs. I also held Z's arm and hugged my sis whilst she isn't even that much into soccer.
Eventually our country won the soccer match and will be playing in the finals soon, against Spain. That is going to be presented on Sunday.The party broke loose and we splashed one another with beer and toilet paper rolls. All happy and stuff until I got hit... Dam what's it with me being the one hit?? I got a 0.5L bottle full of cola on my head.. I didn't knew what happened.. At first I only felt an incredible feeling of pain and my head all splashed with the drink. Then tears started welling up and I couldn't hold them back anymore. I started seeing stars and my head hurt.
I really don't like crying in front of others.. I just couldn't help it.. An enormous bump was starting to grow upon my head. K went furious and said he would kick the shit out of the person who threw it. My sis tried to conform me and got me a tissue.. There was only a tiny bit of blood coming from my head.. Still we went to the supermarket hoping to buy some ice.. The shop appeared to have already closed.. Too bad. Then we went to First-Aid.. No ice either.. The second First-Aid also had run out. They gave me some cooling gel which smelled terribly of alcohol.. So it started stinging.. Aii.. When I returned from the First Aid, I told K I was sorry his jacket was all spilled with Cola.. I tried to wipe it with some water.. He said it wasn't my fault and we went on. I held my head low and walked at the back of our 5-man crowd.. I was watching the ground and spotted something black and shiny. I bent down to pick it up and discovered it was a beautiful phone.. Yea!! (later my sis and I discovered it was sim-lock free, whohooo)
K and Z tried to make me smile again and we went to find the others. Back into the deminishing crowds.. We couldn't find them and when we phoned it was very hard to hear them speak. They appeared to be somewhere into an alley, small road. Some of them were quite drunk. We were the other half (K and his bro weren't allowed alcohol, and my sis, Z and I didn't feel like taking) We decided to ditch them and go party by ourselves.. So we walked and the phone started ringing.. ("sexy bitch" was playing in my sis's bag) We sat on a bench while K's bro negotiated to buy an orange flag. bzzz bzz bzzz.... Z tried calling them one more time.. nothing clearly distinguishable. bzzz bzz bzzz I tried to figure out how to get this thing to shut up.. bzz bzz bzz... I got the camera on, oh no we might accidentily send a picture as evidence so we stood still to see. That gave Z and K the opportunity to climb upon a truck and dance.
K's bro had to leave and shook our hands. We continued with the four of us. I finally switched the phone off and no more buzzing. Then my sis and I were satisfied with the newly found treasure. Our moods grabbed the attention of weirdos. Some weirdo said hi very loudly and waved into my sis's face like a morron. As we neared the other square, people were literally hanging from lamp posts and dangling on bridges. Also multiple people ran through the dog-pool knee-high water. I'd loved to join them, however I didn't feel that warm and I didn't feel like gettinf ill.so no thanks..
Some random guy called at me and said I was wearing pretty make-up and I was looking nice (FYI: I was only wearing the paintings on my cheeks and used the eyelash-curler ( I don't like mascara, it always makes me look as if I slept too little) Z and K didn't seem to notice.. They were just paying attention to the female fans and shouting at them: yeaa!! Whoohooo!! The Finaaaals!!
Eventually the match progressed to 3-1 Holland was sure to win and at each goal we cheered jumped and waved our arms in the air, singing songs. I also held Z's arm and hugged my sis whilst she isn't even that much into soccer.
Eventually our country won the soccer match and will be playing in the finals soon, against Spain. That is going to be presented on Sunday.The party broke loose and we splashed one another with beer and toilet paper rolls. All happy and stuff until I got hit... Dam what's it with me being the one hit?? I got a 0.5L bottle full of cola on my head.. I didn't knew what happened.. At first I only felt an incredible feeling of pain and my head all splashed with the drink. Then tears started welling up and I couldn't hold them back anymore. I started seeing stars and my head hurt.
I really don't like crying in front of others.. I just couldn't help it.. An enormous bump was starting to grow upon my head. K went furious and said he would kick the shit out of the person who threw it. My sis tried to conform me and got me a tissue.. There was only a tiny bit of blood coming from my head.. Still we went to the supermarket hoping to buy some ice.. The shop appeared to have already closed.. Too bad. Then we went to First-Aid.. No ice either.. The second First-Aid also had run out. They gave me some cooling gel which smelled terribly of alcohol.. So it started stinging.. Aii.. When I returned from the First Aid, I told K I was sorry his jacket was all spilled with Cola.. I tried to wipe it with some water.. He said it wasn't my fault and we went on. I held my head low and walked at the back of our 5-man crowd.. I was watching the ground and spotted something black and shiny. I bent down to pick it up and discovered it was a beautiful phone.. Yea!! (later my sis and I discovered it was sim-lock free, whohooo)
K and Z tried to make me smile again and we went to find the others. Back into the deminishing crowds.. We couldn't find them and when we phoned it was very hard to hear them speak. They appeared to be somewhere into an alley, small road. Some of them were quite drunk. We were the other half (K and his bro weren't allowed alcohol, and my sis, Z and I didn't feel like taking) We decided to ditch them and go party by ourselves.. So we walked and the phone started ringing.. ("sexy bitch" was playing in my sis's bag) We sat on a bench while K's bro negotiated to buy an orange flag. bzzz bzz bzzz.... Z tried calling them one more time.. nothing clearly distinguishable. bzzz bzz bzzz I tried to figure out how to get this thing to shut up.. bzz bzz bzz... I got the camera on, oh no we might accidentily send a picture as evidence so we stood still to see. That gave Z and K the opportunity to climb upon a truck and dance.
K's bro had to leave and shook our hands. We continued with the four of us. I finally switched the phone off and no more buzzing. Then my sis and I were satisfied with the newly found treasure. Our moods grabbed the attention of weirdos. Some weirdo said hi very loudly and waved into my sis's face like a morron. As we neared the other square, people were literally hanging from lamp posts and dangling on bridges. Also multiple people ran through the dog-pool knee-high water. I'd loved to join them, however I didn't feel that warm and I didn't feel like gettinf ill.so no thanks..
Some random guy called at me and said I was wearing pretty make-up and I was looking nice (FYI: I was only wearing the paintings on my cheeks and used the eyelash-curler ( I don't like mascara, it always makes me look as if I slept too little) Z and K didn't seem to notice.. They were just paying attention to the female fans and shouting at them: yeaa!! Whoohooo!! The Finaaaals!!