Well, lots of things have happened
Sorry for being so lazy.
Last Friday was my crucial day. Actually the plan was to do some bar-hopping together with my best friend and his new girlfried. He also animated 15 other guys so it was a funny bunch trying to get boozed.
On the way to the second pub (I already had about 10 beer and I absolutely hate beer) I bumped into an ex-boyfriend. We had an annoying relationship at the beginning of the year and ever since I heard that he even managed to cheat on me in this short time I was terribly pissed at the sight of him. Anyway I greeted him and he commented "Oh, with a smile!" - which was not intended just in case there was really a smile.
We went to the other pub and had some "Sahnebällchen" - which is a liqueur like Bailey's topped with whipped cream. After my second schnapps the guys decided to go to the very same disco I tried to avoid for months now because of my ex George (That's not exactly his name but I'm trying to adjust him to Anytown). 
I realised I had no choice really - which was good, so I didn't have the time to think about it. I knocked back 2 more "Sahnebällchen" and then we went for the disco.
I cannot describe how f**** nervous I was and I needed someone to hold my hand desperately. I was finally entering the disco that used to be my second home until 3 months ago. It felt so strange.
The first guy I saw was George, of course. I stared at him and opened my mouth to say hello but he just sent me scornful look, turned around and went somewhere else.
I had no time to burst into tears because so many people approached me to tell me how much they missed be and that was really amazing. More amazing was the amount of drinks they bought me.
Then I lost some of my friends when they headed for the dancefloor. I didn't want to follow because I knew that George was there, too. I spotted one of the guys that had been in the pub before and he grabbed my hand and promised to take care of me. Then all of a sudden he confessed that he wanted to get to know me ever since he saw me in 2005 on our fun fair. Anyway, I was very saturated then...
I met some other friends and even one of my best friends. I had avoided him, too, because I knew that he was happy with his new girlfriend and I had the terrible feeling he would have been disappointed of me because I would have told him the same things about my miserable life again... we had already had similar discussions last year... But to my astonishment he told me that he was being single again and that he missed me very much, so I decided to shout a drink...
But before that we hit the dancefloor and he pulled me in the very middle so I was dancing next to George and I felt awkward. To top that my friend Ron went to the DJ before and requested a special song. It is a German text but the translation means "You're outrageous, the way you move in your dress..." I shouldn't have worried. George turned his back on me the minute I stepped on the dancefloor. What a bloody bugger he is! I didn't do anything to deserve this reaction! But anyway - now I know that he is not worth crying my eyes out!
So, back to the bar with Ron (BTW that is really his name!
). Unfortunately I was so drunk that I didn't realise I was dropping 20 Euros. And how unfortunate can I be? - The guy who found my money was the boyfriend I had seen earlier... He was very fair-minded and handed me back my banknote. This led to an one-hour-conversation about how much he regretted to have cheated an me and that he was an absolute arsehole back then... I wasn't very touched, after all I managed to find an even bigger arsehole.
When the disco closed he of all the people had to drag me out and get me a taxi which he had to pay because I had wasted all my money on drink... I think I wouldn't have survived this evening without it... but as a consequence I had the worst hangover of my life after that. It lasted until Sunday evening.... Now, have a laugh at me - I derserve it
