girl friends

girl friends.

you see them at the karma coffee house, sitting outside, drinking coffee, eating oranges or fudge, smoking and - most of all - giggeling.

*sighs*

yeah, dear world, girl friends are that thing that you don't want to miss out in your life. because, what worth does a relationship and a lover or an affair or even an asshole have, if there is no one to talk about to? noone to reach a conclusion with, no one to download the burdens of emotional turmoil and confusion, no one to upload some giggely energy that reassures you of your own worth and values and makes you subsequently a better person???

see, dear male fellas, if there were no girl friends your women would be all bitchy all day long. it would be like PMS all month long. now, i am sure you don't want that!~? because who is gonna put up with that? the whole world would break down, nothing would work anymore, everybody would be grumpy and pissed and unhappy, business would dwindle down the drain, politics would go down to hell because all those motherfuckers with their bitchy wifes at home would start a war over nothing and all that, you know what i am talkin about right????

girlfriends...

You need a best girlfriend of course, after a certain age you start having best girl friends for different occasions. for example i had a friend that was just dope to watch movies (sentimental movies) with, the other one to go out dancing with and so on...I have my 'wife' here as my best friend, but for one thing she is not good to talk to: about my problems with my darling Dany. She always defends him (she considers him to be her brother) and tells me how much of a drama queen i am and what i should do better and la la la. you know, sometimes we don't need a good advice - i heard somebody say advice is the worst vice - but someone to just listen to our ramblings and then look into our eyes and say with sympathy how much of an asshole this motherfucker is and how much she understands you....

of course, sometimes we also need someone to drag us out of depressions lurking around the corner or bring us back to the bottom, but yeah, sometimes only, sometimes...

so yesterday night was aboslutely gorgeous. tiffany called me and invited me to this open mic session at the hostel she worked at. And NOW that was an absolutely different environment from our school, where i am most of the time intimidated like hell. I actually performed like two three songs and it was GOOD! it felt good and i found back to my OWN music! wow!!!!

WOW. so although i know the key is inside me, to get there certain environments are definetely more helpful than others.
I called Dany and told him I can't see him for his break, it was THAT gorgeous. Later on Tiff, Elsa and I went to the Karma Coffee House and had a drink and talked.

you wanna know what a girls talk looks like? hm. maybe i even shouldn't write that down, because, i don't know...If YOU GUYS KNEW what we are talking about you would probably never again talk to us. hahaha. yeah. nuff said. I go now and enjoy that I am not ALONE with my problems on this fucking planet. Tiff has the same sexual problems like I do (I guess like 60% of the rest of the women too...it s just nobody really dares to talk so much about it, except for with their girlfriends. and now, for gods sake, we are not girlfriends with EVERYBODY! and I don't know whether it is true, but we found it to be very fortunate that we ALL are europeans because with American girls we couldn't talk like that so far....but whatever, who cares...)

well yeah. and i have to take care that my talkative mouth doesn't spoil the fun and tells dany straight away what we talked about.

but hey, Raffael (Elsa's lover), don't worry, size DOES matter. there is such a thing as TOO BIG. don't worry ;-)