Syndication11 Nov 2007
Yesterday troubles
I knew, that it might had been better staying at home and watching TV ~ but NO, monday knows everything best.
Firstly most people who have been invited have canceled so there were only me, WusLe and *itch. It was kinda boring, because there was no topic we could really talk about, so we just sat there and bared those little kids (cousins or something) ~
We played memory, like little children ~ ok, it was a chilly atmosphere.
BUT THEN it was destroyed by her uncle and her dad, who have been drinking too much and were fighting. Her Dad (with a bloody nose, beaten up by the other one) came into the room, where we sat and told Lilly to call the police and some cabs.
In the end, it was a totally messed up "party".
I thought I'll pee in my pants, because I was so afraid of the fact that nothing more than a simple wodden door seperated us from the drunken people.
They might smashed the door and beat us up like they did with each other before.
I was glad, when my dad finally fetched us (me and WusLe). I couldn't really sleep much.
That was a really shock for me, seeing people punching each other at a birthday party. On such a day people should be happy and not destroy furniture ôo.
I know it's not the best solution, but just to have an insurence of my personal safety, I won't go there again.
I'm glad that *itch stayed there and made a little of those dramaqueen-psychologistic thingies like saying "If you fall, I'll catch you!" with that strange expression on her face.
Gosh, that wasn't any Soap-opera in Tv - that was friggin' reality.
Firstly most people who have been invited have canceled so there were only me, WusLe and *itch. It was kinda boring, because there was no topic we could really talk about, so we just sat there and bared those little kids (cousins or something) ~
We played memory, like little children ~ ok, it was a chilly atmosphere.
BUT THEN it was destroyed by her uncle and her dad, who have been drinking too much and were fighting. Her Dad (with a bloody nose, beaten up by the other one) came into the room, where we sat and told Lilly to call the police and some cabs.
In the end, it was a totally messed up "party".
I thought I'll pee in my pants, because I was so afraid of the fact that nothing more than a simple wodden door seperated us from the drunken people.
They might smashed the door and beat us up like they did with each other before.
I was glad, when my dad finally fetched us (me and WusLe). I couldn't really sleep much.
That was a really shock for me, seeing people punching each other at a birthday party. On such a day people should be happy and not destroy furniture ôo.
I know it's not the best solution, but just to have an insurence of my personal safety, I won't go there again.
I'm glad that *itch stayed there and made a little of those dramaqueen-psychologistic thingies like saying "If you fall, I'll catch you!" with that strange expression on her face.
Gosh, that wasn't any Soap-opera in Tv - that was friggin' reality.