Went out last night with Melisa, Vesa and Anniina. Funny how sometimes when going out you feel like you're totally sober after a few and feel very proud of yourself expecting to avoid a headache in the morning. Yeah right.
Woke up to realize the apartment is a freaking mess. Clothes and shoes all over the place, shitty wineglasses on the table + half a bottle of warm coke, dried up fruit salad and goat cheese with balsamic vinegar splattered all over the table. The sink is a whole different story: instant noodles, pieces of potato chips, wok leftovers, all stuck in that whole in the sink (what's it called?).
Never mind. I have more important things to do than to clean all that up.
Had a casting for a movie at 11. My first, and so far nicest casting - all I had to do was blabber stuff about myself to the camera and be my amazing charismatic beautiful self while drinking coffee and enjoying my ass on a soft couch. No news yet, but they said their definitely interested and would consider me for one of the main roles.
Hate being a woman. Hate the days when you feel like you're about to give birth to a baby hippo. Sweating and constantly feeling bloated exactly like the mother of a baby hippo.
Walked around in the center, went to a store, got myself a nice hippie-looking top by rosebullet, felt a bit better. Walked around some more, went to a coffee shop, ate a croissant, felt good first but then guilty. Whatever, carbs for brunch won't hurt.
Got home to finally clean up the shit. Did it.
Was late (as always) for my train to go see mom & dad. Had to take the next one. Was almost late for that one too. That's just me. Fucking procrastinator.
In the train some idiot obviously felt extremely lonely so decided to talk to me about totally random stuff. Annoying. Then some baby that obviously knows the parents will do anything if he just opens his mouth and starts "crying" (not a good actor by the way), and was doing that for the 2/3 of my trip's duration. I could even hear it through my ear buds listening to music on full volume. Annoying.
Now I'm finally in the middle of nowhere and I can enjoy the depressing nothingness. Relaxing.
Hungover, Annoyed but Happy.
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