I won't deny that I need it back to go on
I am glad this weekend is over, because now I can relax and take rest from it during the week. The only thing I wonder is how to wake up tomorrow at 8am when for the past 2 days I only arrived home at 4 am?
In case anyone missed the stories about my nights out, here is your lucky chance. Let me tell you about sex, drugs and rock'n'roll...
Naah, actually my weekend had none of the first (unfortunately) nor the second, but quite a lot of the last. More in the form of metal though.
Friday evening I was meeting my friends from St.Petersburg. We started from Loose and then moved to Heavy Corner. It was my first time there and I must say the place is really nice for a metal bar, only it surely needs some more air conditioning. Somewhere in the middle of the evening we decided to try out some Heavy Karaoke and ordered RHCP's 'Under The Bridge' (I really wanted to sing some Sentenced, but there was nobody to support me on this one). However we left before our turn came. It was getting too hot and the music was too loud, so I had to almost scream all of the time and my throat couldn't take it anymore. Plus I really wanted to get on the last bus and not take the night bus (which costs 4 euros and is not the best place to spend your time in). We went out just in time for me to get to Rautatientori and hop on the last normal bus. But! You know, nights out like this always have some 'buts' about them. So.. where was I.. oh BUT! My friend (who is from Hki, she just joined me with my friends) called her other friend to have someone to walk her home (she lives in the centre). That friend of hers turned out to be really close to us and in a company of some people among whom was someone whom I really would like to see. So we changed our direction and the last bus left together with my hopes of being in it.
We spent some time with the other guys, although The One Whom I Really Wanted To See was not in his best state (not in the most sober state as well), so there was not much left to do than go home. Especially because I was feeling rather tired.
Taking the night bus for the 1st time was not all that bad. I spent most of the way with a drunken Finn sitting near me, sleeping and falling on me every time the bus took a turn. Just the bestest end of a night out that one could ever imagine, eh? Somewhere around 4am I opened the door to my apartment.
Saturday was completely one of those days that I call 'useless days'. The day that someone else could live with much more use. But unfortunately for you, it is my life that you are reading about. On Saturday I woke up somewhere around 3pm just to take off the make up from the previous night and put on another one for the night ahead. The rest of the day I spend laying in bed not being able to do anything and hating myself for being such a useless ass. However, there was Poisonblack gig to look forward to.
Around 10pm I left home and took a bus to the centre. In case anyone remembers, after the PoTF gig in Tavastia I really wanted to buy some ear-plugs. Well I have been thinking about it ever since and of course I forgot. So on my way to Virgin Oil Co I went to a pharmacy and bought a pair of those.
Some god-knows-who bands started the gig, even though none of them were mentioned anywhere before :S After hanging around with a friend for a while and looking at the time, I understood that there is no way in hell I will be able to make it to the normal bus either and the night bus will be waiting for me. Poisonblack got on stage right when the last bus has left. Right in that moment I took out the ear-plug from my right ear to shape it better. It fell down on the floor and I lost it forever. So I spent the whole gig with only one ear-plug. Now it feels rather weird :S
I took a nice place very close to the mic, all full of hope to catch some of Ville's attention (especially after their previous gig and his smile..). Well the fuck. My side of the stage was severely ignored!!! I was so pissed off! Ville must be left-sided or something! There was this stupid guitarist closing him from me all the time and I hated him for this!
The gig was ok, but not all that brilliant, you could really tell they are tired from the tour. Ville didn't wear tight pants either and it disappointed me a lot :P However, I did get to have a very close view on all the stuff he does with his guitar! Oh my, there this thing... He does it only with one string and a guitar pick although I can't really explain it properly, since I don't understand a shit about guitars. But it looks really cool and makes such an orgasmic sound!
I am so so jealous of this guitar! The way he plays it, all the fingerprints left on it, the way he treats it, the way he presses it against his..*ahem*..
They didn't play The song. OUR song. The special-hot-smile-for-you-and-only-you song. The make-my-panties-wet song. The-do-me-on-the-stage song. The Darkest Lie. And it was the biggest disappointment for me. So I listened to it on my way back home. It is really nice to walk somewhere at 4 am where nobody can see you and sing along to a song which brings you such amazing memories.
The funny moment was when somewhere between the songs some drunken guy all of a sudden got on stage, pushed Ville away from the mic and wanted to say something. It all really happened in a blink of an eye, but it was so funny. Ville was tuning his guitar and for a moment probably didn't realize what is going on. But then he remembered who he is and that he is much bigger and stronger than the guy, and before the latter could even open his mouth, Ville pushed him off the stage where a security guy took care of him. He also said something afterwards and the whole crowd cheered, but I couldn't understand.
Some time past 2 am it was me waiting for the night bus again. Helsinki is truly a city that never sleeps. You get pretty much the same picture of the life in the city centre whether it is 2pm or 2am. The only difference is that at night you get a lot more entertainment. You get to see a lot of freaks and drunkards, maybe even some fights. I saw two niggers fighting before getting in the bus and everyone were trying to separate them, but then they got in the bus and started to fight there. It was really funny to watch.
In the bus there was a sober and normal girl sitting near me, so it was ok. I really laughed my ass off when at 3 am a friend called, hoping she would get to wake me up to tell me some crap. So she asked me if I was sleeping and was really shocked that I am actually in a bus home :D
Today I woke up feeling more tired than ever and really hoping for this weekend to end already. But it wasn't all that calm. A friend came over to dye my hair and it didn't go all that well. Never again will I trust my hair to an amateur. I'd rather go and pay to the hairdresser than get lightened roots for free.
Well.. I hardly doubt anyone would read to that point, so I guess I wrote it more for myself. Next weekend I am planning to stay home and do the school work (I might have something on Friday though).
These are the days that last forever
A time in my life i won't surrender
For better or worse, these are the days
In case anyone missed the stories about my nights out, here is your lucky chance. Let me tell you about sex, drugs and rock'n'roll...
Naah, actually my weekend had none of the first (unfortunately) nor the second, but quite a lot of the last. More in the form of metal though.
Friday evening I was meeting my friends from St.Petersburg. We started from Loose and then moved to Heavy Corner. It was my first time there and I must say the place is really nice for a metal bar, only it surely needs some more air conditioning. Somewhere in the middle of the evening we decided to try out some Heavy Karaoke and ordered RHCP's 'Under The Bridge' (I really wanted to sing some Sentenced, but there was nobody to support me on this one). However we left before our turn came. It was getting too hot and the music was too loud, so I had to almost scream all of the time and my throat couldn't take it anymore. Plus I really wanted to get on the last bus and not take the night bus (which costs 4 euros and is not the best place to spend your time in). We went out just in time for me to get to Rautatientori and hop on the last normal bus. But! You know, nights out like this always have some 'buts' about them. So.. where was I.. oh BUT! My friend (who is from Hki, she just joined me with my friends) called her other friend to have someone to walk her home (she lives in the centre). That friend of hers turned out to be really close to us and in a company of some people among whom was someone whom I really would like to see. So we changed our direction and the last bus left together with my hopes of being in it.
We spent some time with the other guys, although The One Whom I Really Wanted To See was not in his best state (not in the most sober state as well), so there was not much left to do than go home. Especially because I was feeling rather tired.
Taking the night bus for the 1st time was not all that bad. I spent most of the way with a drunken Finn sitting near me, sleeping and falling on me every time the bus took a turn. Just the bestest end of a night out that one could ever imagine, eh? Somewhere around 4am I opened the door to my apartment.
Saturday was completely one of those days that I call 'useless days'. The day that someone else could live with much more use. But unfortunately for you, it is my life that you are reading about. On Saturday I woke up somewhere around 3pm just to take off the make up from the previous night and put on another one for the night ahead. The rest of the day I spend laying in bed not being able to do anything and hating myself for being such a useless ass. However, there was Poisonblack gig to look forward to.
Around 10pm I left home and took a bus to the centre. In case anyone remembers, after the PoTF gig in Tavastia I really wanted to buy some ear-plugs. Well I have been thinking about it ever since and of course I forgot. So on my way to Virgin Oil Co I went to a pharmacy and bought a pair of those.
Some god-knows-who bands started the gig, even though none of them were mentioned anywhere before :S After hanging around with a friend for a while and looking at the time, I understood that there is no way in hell I will be able to make it to the normal bus either and the night bus will be waiting for me. Poisonblack got on stage right when the last bus has left. Right in that moment I took out the ear-plug from my right ear to shape it better. It fell down on the floor and I lost it forever. So I spent the whole gig with only one ear-plug. Now it feels rather weird :S
I took a nice place very close to the mic, all full of hope to catch some of Ville's attention (especially after their previous gig and his smile..). Well the fuck. My side of the stage was severely ignored!!! I was so pissed off! Ville must be left-sided or something! There was this stupid guitarist closing him from me all the time and I hated him for this!
The gig was ok, but not all that brilliant, you could really tell they are tired from the tour. Ville didn't wear tight pants either and it disappointed me a lot :P However, I did get to have a very close view on all the stuff he does with his guitar! Oh my, there this thing... He does it only with one string and a guitar pick although I can't really explain it properly, since I don't understand a shit about guitars. But it looks really cool and makes such an orgasmic sound!
I am so so jealous of this guitar! The way he plays it, all the fingerprints left on it, the way he treats it, the way he presses it against his..*ahem*..
They didn't play The song. OUR song. The special-hot-smile-for-you-and-only-you song. The make-my-panties-wet song. The-do-me-on-the-stage song. The Darkest Lie. And it was the biggest disappointment for me. So I listened to it on my way back home. It is really nice to walk somewhere at 4 am where nobody can see you and sing along to a song which brings you such amazing memories.
The funny moment was when somewhere between the songs some drunken guy all of a sudden got on stage, pushed Ville away from the mic and wanted to say something. It all really happened in a blink of an eye, but it was so funny. Ville was tuning his guitar and for a moment probably didn't realize what is going on. But then he remembered who he is and that he is much bigger and stronger than the guy, and before the latter could even open his mouth, Ville pushed him off the stage where a security guy took care of him. He also said something afterwards and the whole crowd cheered, but I couldn't understand.
Some time past 2 am it was me waiting for the night bus again. Helsinki is truly a city that never sleeps. You get pretty much the same picture of the life in the city centre whether it is 2pm or 2am. The only difference is that at night you get a lot more entertainment. You get to see a lot of freaks and drunkards, maybe even some fights. I saw two niggers fighting before getting in the bus and everyone were trying to separate them, but then they got in the bus and started to fight there. It was really funny to watch.
In the bus there was a sober and normal girl sitting near me, so it was ok. I really laughed my ass off when at 3 am a friend called, hoping she would get to wake me up to tell me some crap. So she asked me if I was sleeping and was really shocked that I am actually in a bus home :D
Today I woke up feeling more tired than ever and really hoping for this weekend to end already. But it wasn't all that calm. A friend came over to dye my hair and it didn't go all that well. Never again will I trust my hair to an amateur. I'd rather go and pay to the hairdresser than get lightened roots for free.
Well.. I hardly doubt anyone would read to that point, so I guess I wrote it more for myself. Next weekend I am planning to stay home and do the school work (I might have something on Friday though).
These are the days that last forever
A time in my life i won't surrender
For better or worse, these are the days