PJ- Pierre-JeanAlthough I planned to have sauna with Christophe and some other friends, we finally decided to meet up at Zinkensdamn to be at Southside pub.
It was good atmosphere and all because they had a live band, which sucked like no other since they probably started drinking in the morning already, and we were accompanied by two Irish- Laura and Timmy. Samy and Pierre Jean were also there. They actually went to O'Connell's first in Gamla Stan.
So I got to talk with Samy about two nights before when he and I were dancing with these two Swedish girls. I thought it was amazing that night because actually a freaking hot blonde Swedish wanted me that night. I was mentioning that to every of my friend because I was quite pround of myself. At first I was just dancing to myself near the girl and was not looking straight to her. But then she poked me and gave me a look that said Hey I am your god damn target here! where the fuck are you looking to? So I started dancing around her and put my hands around her waist but then she suddenly grabbed them and put them somewhere more important and rubbing her body against me. Not long after that, I was very turned on but she left with her friend. But later on we met on the dancefloor again and she accidentally stepped on my toe and gave me a very big Sorry. She looked straight into my eyes and I thought I was floating on top of the world.
But you know, as usual as a pathetic Asian, I did not do shit. I let her fly away. But at least I was a little happy that night because maybe there's some girls out there who could really appreciate me.
But I was wrong.
It turns out it was all an Asian's pathetic dream. That girl was fucking drunk, according to Samy. He told me that the girl was so drunk that she sort of attacked him from behind while Samy was talking to the friend of hers and 2 seconds after she was making out with the floor.
Dreams shattered.
And it proved to me again and again that those blonde girls are just extremely stupid.
Here's another one.
While PJ and I were standing in the Irish pub 2 girls came over and asked his name. You know if you want a girl to hit on you like that you have to be at least good looking and freaking tall. I don't really know what happened with the 2nd girl but the first one was totally high or something. So she came over and cut directly between me and PJ while I was talking to him. Well, I was like, you are kinda rude but I don't really care.
So she talked to PJ for a bit and turned to me and asked PJ who I was. So she greeted me as well and started a very interesting conversation with me. She went "Your friend is a very good looking guy. But I am more after a guy who I can actually chat with." I frowned "what do you mean?" "This guy can't talk! He only knows France!" I was thinking to myself- yeah like you can talk? You can't even say French! But I went " What?!? YEs he speaks English and he speaks it good!" So she went back speaking to him again and came back to me "But he doesn't wanna talk about politics with me!"
"What politics?"
"American elections!"
"Well then why the hell are you talking to a Frenchman about American politics?"
"I was just testing him"
"Go talk to him about something else!!"
So there she went again and immediately came back to me
"But all he wants to talk about is flowers!!!"
So I couldn't hold it anymore so I went straight to PJ
"So what did she ask you?"
"She asked me what flowers do I like..."
And I just can't believe how stoned the girl was. It must have been some kinda crack she was on. But soon after that PJ got so pissed off at her that he tricked her outside and came back alone again.
But about ten minutes after that, another girl came asking his name. Funny shit, she spent 10 minutes what PJ's name was because it's French.
But the conclusion of the night is that I should stop fantasizing about Swedish girls and the T-shirts and hats they gave out at Southside were awesome.
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