Last night I went to The Watering Hole with Tobias. I re-met a French girl I apparently spent the whole night talking to last weekend, but I have no recollections about it. How I met her again, was that I saw her at a table with her friends and I thought I'll go sit with them, but before I could finish that thought, a bunch of guys, fucking vultures, descended on them and did all this picking up stuff and there was no room for me to sit or anything. Whatever, I thought, they're shit, so I went to the their table and put my arm out, like when you're a gentleman and have a lady wife and you walk arm in arm. Well, she took my arm and we walked away. Damn right, bitches, that showed the pick up guys who's the boss. So we sat down and did the whole getting to know each other thing and I think I like her. Her name is Adeline, she's from Lyon and is kind of nerdy, like me. I got drunk, she got drunk and we talked about books. Fucking geeks. And she looks very French - a skinny, dame-like girl with a beautiful face.
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The above was written last night, on Friday, but I couldn't finish the post because we went out.
The plan was to go to Anna's place for some pre-club drinks, but we ended up in Adeline's kitchen. She was playing drinking games with her flatmates and we joined them.
One of the rules was, that you had to name some brands. Well, we started naming vodka brands and I said Viru Valge and one of Adeline's friends said Kas sa oled eestlane? There is shitloads of Estonians here and most of them hang out with each other. Ugh, fucking idiots. Okay, never mind that, not fucking idiots but still, it does kind of beat the point of going to university abroad. Anyway, the said girl was one of the Estonians who didn't hang out with Estonians only. Respect for that.
But, all this is besides the point. What I really wanted to say, was that life is odd, at times even crazy. Neurotic batshit crazy. It is also a grand sweet tune (that's Wodehouse, by the way).
What I thought, was that I'd come to the university here and bang all the big boob babes and laugh at the dating kind of people, but what has happened, is that I kind of have a girlfriend. Adeline, the French.
Yesterday, when other people went to clubs, we went to get a few drinks at the campus bar and I suggested we go to her place and watch some movies and cuddle and all that shit. I meant it, too, I just wanted to get to know her more and finally have an easy night out, because partying is hard work.
Well, we did go there and tried to stream movies, but some assholes were watching tranny donkey porn somewhere and Internet was too slow. No matter, though, because she had some Tom & Jerry cartoons on her laptop. Right, so we put the cartoons on and started watching them, good fun all right. But somehow things got hot. The recipe went something like this: you take a few innocent kisses, add some caresses and grind. Suddenly you are both naked and she says she has a few condoms and you have sex. Wild drunken animal sex. Oh, and did I mention that we were watching Tom & Jerry? Yeah, I think I did. While we were having sex, these two bastards were doing their shenanigans in the background. That's fucking weird, if you start to think about it. But, whatever, we had quite a few laughs about it in the morning. By the way, I just came from her place, like an hour ago. She's so sweet. Like life.
That's her.
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