Was at a party tonight, as usual with my sort of school. I first went to hang out with a few of my friends, then we eventually moved out and went to the party. I had as great time as I could have sober. After a while, we ended up being around 30 people, and miraculously not a sausage-fest.
A few hours in, one of my friends gets completely f-ed up. In less than an hour, he threw a guy into a wall headfirst, and destroyed 2 valuable things. Needless to say, it seemed our host was going to blackmail him for it later. Now, I care for him, so I sort of tried getting him to either sleep or go home. But this is a 200 pound rugby player, vs a 100 pound skinnyfat called Ace Faith. Not exactly something that happens, period.
So, finding I had nothing else to do, and people leaving, I myself decided to leave and ditch my friend. I texted one of the girls at the party later, and she said he sobered up. As I took the train home, I walk into the train, and I find a guitarist, a bassist, a drummer and two singers, performing RIGHT INSIDE the train. Now, this is inner city Stockholm at 1 AM: Shit goes down. So everyone starts singing and dancing; for a country that has so uptight people, love was spread amongst the drunks. I filmed some on my way home, so I might upload it to youtube later on to post it here. They were AMAZING!!
Online: New sig made my Monkat. It apparently STARES into your soul, and makes you laugh 'til you cry. I call it Jdfnwerghltr (pronounced Je-de-fen-whurr-gehl-turr). It stands for "Justin's Doodle From the North, Where Everyone's Really Galant, Honest, Loving, and Totally Rad."
Toodles,
Ace Faith
A few hours in, one of my friends gets completely f-ed up. In less than an hour, he threw a guy into a wall headfirst, and destroyed 2 valuable things. Needless to say, it seemed our host was going to blackmail him for it later. Now, I care for him, so I sort of tried getting him to either sleep or go home. But this is a 200 pound rugby player, vs a 100 pound skinnyfat called Ace Faith. Not exactly something that happens, period.
So, finding I had nothing else to do, and people leaving, I myself decided to leave and ditch my friend. I texted one of the girls at the party later, and she said he sobered up. As I took the train home, I walk into the train, and I find a guitarist, a bassist, a drummer and two singers, performing RIGHT INSIDE the train. Now, this is inner city Stockholm at 1 AM: Shit goes down. So everyone starts singing and dancing; for a country that has so uptight people, love was spread amongst the drunks. I filmed some on my way home, so I might upload it to youtube later on to post it here. They were AMAZING!!
Online: New sig made my Monkat. It apparently STARES into your soul, and makes you laugh 'til you cry. I call it Jdfnwerghltr (pronounced Je-de-fen-whurr-gehl-turr). It stands for "Justin's Doodle From the North, Where Everyone's Really Galant, Honest, Loving, and Totally Rad."
Toodles,
Ace Faith
