TMI / beers in the afternoon - Vol. 1

Man, totally TMI.
Adri's finally arrived. Finally! Still can't believe this guy is here. We were waiting for him at the airport and it took him ages to finally appear at the gate. But he did! And he's here! He stayed here for a few days and now he's looking for a place to rent with the girls.
Gigs. Foo Fighters gig!!!
It took place at Hyde Park, Paula went with me but I don't know why I can't enjoy myself. Maybe is the crowd, maybe is because they don't play the song I wanted them to play. The spot were at wasn't the best and what really made me angry was that those morons (the crowd) spent 3 fucking pounds on beers to simply throw them at other people's heads. It's insane man! I got carried away and practically recorded the whole gig on camera, unfortunately I don't know how to post them. I took a few pics, though.













And then there was Roger waters gig. Man... soooo cooollll.
It was on July 1st, same day as Brazil's match with France. I had slept two and a half hours the night before and started working at 7am for eight fucking hours. I was beat! Gabriel went to pick me up at the cafe and Paula joined us ti see England playing Portugal. We saw the first half at this pub on the corner and for the second half Ethan and Ricardo were there. We changed pubs and it was much better, but maybe not as good as seeing those English all disappointed - well, at the time we could never imagine we would be the next ones...
Anyway, we watched the first half of Brazil's match and then headed for Hyde Park. We arrived there and the gig started. The crowd was my kinda crowd, you know?? People kinda camping there, drinking beer, peaceful...

(to be continued)

I miss my old-self

It's just so fucking great being able to drink till the early hours... or late hours, I don't know. I've been up for almost 24h, after being at Roger Waters' gig and drinking for 12h. So cool man...
I'm in a screw-it-all fase... I was telling my friends that I like myself that way, you know, being bitter and drunk and wanting to piss people off. I miss my old-self, you know? Of course I like making money and saving for the next best thing, but at the same time I miss that part of me that would just spend it all in silly things or booze or reckless drunken nights. I do miss my old-self... That's when I had the best laughs and the best time of my life. My old-self...
I'm in a "trainee assistant manager" position now. It's good, but it's tiring and fucked up and a bitch. I miss calling in sick or making up the most unbeliveable excuses not to turn up at work.
Slacking everything all the way through... That's what contributed to make me what I am now... I've always been in some sort of denial and I just wish I could have that feeling back, you know? Since I'm so fucked up why not embracing the fucking thing once and for all?
But I think little by little I'm becoming my old-self again. Slacker, bitter, fucked up, and above all, hopeless. Yeah, that's me alright...
I guess I have to start listening to the songs that made me feel so good.
I guess I have to go underground...
"I need a SAGA" (QOTSA)

"Whatever you do...

... don't tell anyone"
(QOTSA)