Well, well... what a day. Eheh.
Woke up later than i wanted to (as usual). Really, they should come up with un-sleeping pills for me and Kikas... This is becoming a problem.
I had appointed with HxKraft to meet her relatively early after her classes but she was a naughty girl and skipped classes so she was ready BEFORE time... Came online, had a conference with sunshine and K, went offline, talked to sunshine on the phone (delightful), looked at watch, coronary attack (I'M GOING TO BE BLOODY LATE TO THE BLOODY INTERVIEW (but it was my fault)). Decided to go to P. das Naçoes by car [insert "The Shark" soundtrack here- i'm a wild beast driving in Lisbon with Luna Sea raging out loud!!!]. Drove fast like hell. Faster than that only if I had been fired with a sling. Fortunately I still have some driving skills.
After an interview (*looks sideways* erm...), HxKraft was already dead and tired of waiting for me, poor girl. We had a coffee, talked gossip and went to the parking lot.
- ...erm... where did i park the car? Floor -1... I-13... where are the goddamn elevators??? 10min are counting... (i have 10min to get to the car and leave from the moment one pays the ticket) "Clau, where are the goddamn elevators... i know i got in, but how do i get out?!?!? Somebody bring me a goddamn compass!!!"
Found the car. Got out. Head Odivelas with her.
- Wrong turn. I have the orientation sense of a potatoe. "Clau, I think I took a wrong turn...hmmm..." Turn back. Wrong turn #2
"Clau, have i ever mentioned how I hate driving here??" Back to where we began. Finally on the right way. Odivelas, park the car, subway, Entrecampos, train to Sintra.
Sintra, it's still on the same place (like... duh?). We ended up not going to where i wanted to but... jesus christ, Sintra is just so wonderful and I so rarely go there... We went to a park (one of the 427, LOLOL) and stood there for hours, having a snack, listening to birds (they are so cute) and talking shit about people we know/knew (is it correct to mention it this way?). Favourite line of the afternoon: "Sócio Melroooo!!!! Anda cá Sócio Melrooooo!!!" (I'm a sucker for megpies)
Headed home to change and meet Kikas. Deadly trio back in action. Biiiig mistake...
Dinner at the japanese restaurant. Now, ladies and gentlemen... can u spell disgrace??? Where to start... should i start with the declaration of war to chopsticks? Or should I start with the deep questionary over sushi i was submmited to ("what's this? and that? that coming out? the food is spinning to fast for me!!!")? I asked several times to be hit with the grilling pan... (somebody please have mercy on me and spare me the embarassment :P) But i wasn't on my fave days either, my chopsticks were shaking all over... ...using mother language, chamem-lhe nervoso miudinho (shhhhh, Kikas) eheheheheheheheheheheh...
But it was a wonderful walk down memory lane, we remembered so many things, teachers, colleagues, the times we got drunk on school trips, me hunting down little children on the schoolyard.
By the end we even ended up taking pictures with the my cute asian friend from the restaurant, she's too cuuuteee (jesus, today she even hugged me and kissed me!!! am I friendly or what??)!!!
Oh my... i missed this so much. True fun. It doesn't matter wether things are right or wrong, if i'm feeling down or not, if life sucks or not, who came first (the egg or the chicken?)... It all can wait. Today I truly forgot.( PIXIES!!!Collapse )