"i'm young, single and it's a saturday evening, i should be tearing it up! instead i'm popping a dvd-r in my notebook and starting some serious back up-shit, i'm hopeless!"
Yes. That's all I could say about my weekend.
Friday night N. and I were on a birthday. That was the highlight of this three days.
And the problem is that birthday wasn't even a very good one.
Okay. So why was I at home this weekend?
That's what I'm asking myself all day long,
and I'm not able to find an answer.
Yes ! I'm really hopeless.
Don't think you can recover me! You would be dying with me, because it just seems like I'm young and should be tearing it up ! But in reality I'm a litte deamon, which just vegetates.
And now I realise that this is really a problem. And now I know what I have to do next weekend.
I have to go out and have one night of excess after another !
Who will be present? What's about you, N.?
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