It's come to my attention that I am seriously lacking blogging skills. haha. SORRY!
So, this is my THIRD blog about Germany since being in Germany. This goes with my first two blogs already posted.
Shortly after that last blog I did something REAL stupid.. But if you are a friend of mine on Myspace, you are sure to know about it already. Anyways, here is the story for anyone who DOESN'T know.
I was out with my neice, Steffi, at the local club. It was my first time going out WITHOUT Uwe (my husband) and it was a "Shaum Party" aka Bubble Party. I got VERY drunk. The reason is because they were out of Red Bull, so I couldn't drink my "normal" drink. (Jegar & Red Bull.) So, I opted for something yummy that I remembered my sister Erica always drinks. Captian Morgan and Coca Cola. Boy were those strong! The bartender knew what I wanted every time he saw me because I was the only jackass in the club drinking those!
Anyways, after WAY too many drinks, we were watching the idiots play in the "pool" of bubbles. I was really drunk and the Army guy that I was talking to (I seem to meet the Americans ONLY at the bars..), he got in the "pool" of bubbles. My dumbass RUNS at the pool and DIVES into it! WOW! Really tho, I felt FINE. I just had bubbles all over my face. That tasted like shit.
Steffi came running up to me like "OMG, the bubbles are orange. Is that your makeup?" I'm like "No way, I'm not a whore. I don't wear that much makeup." The music stops. The spotlight goes on me. EVERYONE is looking at me. Soon the security is escorting me out of the club with papertowels on my chin. There was blood all over the floor.
I busted my chin open. We are almost positive that there was broken glass on the floor in the bubbles, I had a pretty big gash in my chin. They called the ambulance. lol. Steffi pretended to be "my sister" so she could come with me in the ambulance. I was fine. But on the way to the hospital I freaked out when they wanted to call Uwe, my husband. I thought he would be mad at me. lol So, instead, Steffi called his best friend, Adrian, to come pick us up. I had 3 stitches in the bottom of my chin.
When I got home Uwe was not mad at me. Rather, he was disappointed that I thought he would be mad. And mad because he wasn't there at the hospital with me. Long story short, next time I get drunk and get fucked up like that, I WILL call my husband. lol
Let's see, what else. I still have yet to get a job. The Army base likes to jerk me around and give me wrong information and then later tell me I did everything wrong - when it's too late. Fuckers. So, it pretty much looks like I'm going to be jobless the entire time I live here. Oh well. Uwe is making good money these days.
So, when Uwe is working and my step-kids are at school, when I'm not cleaning the house, I'm online on my computer or on the Xbox360 playing my new addiction "Call of Duty:World at War." It rocks. lol
And, the cheerleading thing never worked out. The lady has my phone number AND I e-mailed her but they never contacted me. I guess they don't need more after all. Oh well.
I am still learning German. I've got basic German down, I would say. I can introduce myself to people, say where I come from, what I am doing here, etc, in three languages now. English, Spanish, and German. Now THAT is an accomplishment. I am proud of myself and I am still learning more. Yay!
So, on Wednesday, like 3 days ago, I had my top right wisdom tooth pulled out. I get the top left wisdom tooth out in two weeks. I really needed them out. They are not through my gums, rather, they are pushing forward on the rest of my teeth causing them ALL to hurt. It sucks. So, I'm finally getting them taken care of. And, this is the beginning of my journey to braces. I've wanted braces for a long time now, so, another YAY!
So, yes my right side of my face is swollen right now. It sucks. I can't open my mouth very wide. lol It's a good excuse not to give Uwe a blowjob right now tho. hahaha. He hates it. Oh well! In a couple weeks you can have a blowjob, alright?
K, that's it. I'm not adding a picture of me right now because I don't like my swollen face. lol! Next time..
So, this is my THIRD blog about Germany since being in Germany. This goes with my first two blogs already posted.
Shortly after that last blog I did something REAL stupid.. But if you are a friend of mine on Myspace, you are sure to know about it already. Anyways, here is the story for anyone who DOESN'T know.
I was out with my neice, Steffi, at the local club. It was my first time going out WITHOUT Uwe (my husband) and it was a "Shaum Party" aka Bubble Party. I got VERY drunk. The reason is because they were out of Red Bull, so I couldn't drink my "normal" drink. (Jegar & Red Bull.) So, I opted for something yummy that I remembered my sister Erica always drinks. Captian Morgan and Coca Cola. Boy were those strong! The bartender knew what I wanted every time he saw me because I was the only jackass in the club drinking those!
Anyways, after WAY too many drinks, we were watching the idiots play in the "pool" of bubbles. I was really drunk and the Army guy that I was talking to (I seem to meet the Americans ONLY at the bars..), he got in the "pool" of bubbles. My dumbass RUNS at the pool and DIVES into it! WOW! Really tho, I felt FINE. I just had bubbles all over my face. That tasted like shit.
Steffi came running up to me like "OMG, the bubbles are orange. Is that your makeup?" I'm like "No way, I'm not a whore. I don't wear that much makeup." The music stops. The spotlight goes on me. EVERYONE is looking at me. Soon the security is escorting me out of the club with papertowels on my chin. There was blood all over the floor.
I busted my chin open. We are almost positive that there was broken glass on the floor in the bubbles, I had a pretty big gash in my chin. They called the ambulance. lol. Steffi pretended to be "my sister" so she could come with me in the ambulance. I was fine. But on the way to the hospital I freaked out when they wanted to call Uwe, my husband. I thought he would be mad at me. lol So, instead, Steffi called his best friend, Adrian, to come pick us up. I had 3 stitches in the bottom of my chin.
When I got home Uwe was not mad at me. Rather, he was disappointed that I thought he would be mad. And mad because he wasn't there at the hospital with me. Long story short, next time I get drunk and get fucked up like that, I WILL call my husband. lol
Let's see, what else. I still have yet to get a job. The Army base likes to jerk me around and give me wrong information and then later tell me I did everything wrong - when it's too late. Fuckers. So, it pretty much looks like I'm going to be jobless the entire time I live here. Oh well. Uwe is making good money these days.
So, when Uwe is working and my step-kids are at school, when I'm not cleaning the house, I'm online on my computer or on the Xbox360 playing my new addiction "Call of Duty:World at War." It rocks. lol
And, the cheerleading thing never worked out. The lady has my phone number AND I e-mailed her but they never contacted me. I guess they don't need more after all. Oh well.
I am still learning German. I've got basic German down, I would say. I can introduce myself to people, say where I come from, what I am doing here, etc, in three languages now. English, Spanish, and German. Now THAT is an accomplishment. I am proud of myself and I am still learning more. Yay!
So, on Wednesday, like 3 days ago, I had my top right wisdom tooth pulled out. I get the top left wisdom tooth out in two weeks. I really needed them out. They are not through my gums, rather, they are pushing forward on the rest of my teeth causing them ALL to hurt. It sucks. So, I'm finally getting them taken care of. And, this is the beginning of my journey to braces. I've wanted braces for a long time now, so, another YAY!
So, yes my right side of my face is swollen right now. It sucks. I can't open my mouth very wide. lol It's a good excuse not to give Uwe a blowjob right now tho. hahaha. He hates it. Oh well! In a couple weeks you can have a blowjob, alright?
K, that's it. I'm not adding a picture of me right now because I don't like my swollen face. lol! Next time..
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I got super drunk one night and ended up kicking a hole in the bedroom door at home. Didn't notice I cut my foot pretty bad right underneath my big toe. I woke up with my foot stuck to the sheets in dried blood and it hurt like a bitch then. It's still kind of healing 2+ months later, but it doesn't hurt anymore, and I didn't get stitches, though I probably should have.
Oh alcohol....