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Day 1 in my life.

It is hard to understand when my day starts, as I am up and sleep on random times.

This is one version of it.

3am- Bedtime.

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My alarm is just on vibration, but it still sounds so loud.

It` s 4.30 am....snooze....snooze.....snooze....

I need to get out of bed to finish this report. My eyes are half often when I make my way to the kitchen. Coffee and sandwich- that should do, back to my room.

I open my laptop and start working on my report again. Hours past and my hands start shaking and heart beating faster. I have only hour left and so much to do....

I start to make more grammar mistakes and the sentences doesn't make any sense anymore.

Time- I put my hoody on and go out to catch the bus which stops in front of Halls. The moment I got on a bus, sit down and put my headphones on, my eyes close and I'm a sleep.

The gut feeling wakes me up at the right moment, just as the bus turns in front of university. I get off and run to university library to print out my report. Seems that everyone had the same idea, library is quite full although is just 8.40 in the morning.

The computers are still a sleep as well. It takes ages to load up, after 10min the computer is ready to do some work for me.

My work is done in Open Office format but saved in Microsoft, so there shouldn't be any problems- but how wrong was I?

In saving process... pictures on pages have moved, content page numbers are all over the place and it doesn't allow me to change anything.

I feel so hopeless.

I'll just hit print button and don't care. It should be fine enough for pass.

I go in class and was 15min late, being one of the first ones in? This being late problem is pretty big here.

I sit through my lecture and head back to halls. Straight in my bed.....

"Deem, it is loud, what the heck!!!"

I open my eyes and realise that the fire alarm is one. I get my jumper and slippers on and make my way out of the flat.

I am outside of my block whit bunch of other people I have never met. Mos of them look quite energetic. Nice fag break.

It is 1 clock. After 15min standing in cold outside, we can go back in, came out someone's hair trier blew some hot air on fire alarm. Not a surprise :D This alarm goes on in every second day, just not usually in our block.

So back to bed...I sleep another hour. That` s enough.

I open up my laptop again and start working on next report. Its much more complicated than I expected. I only had to do a loyalty program for a company, but loyalty effect includes so much more theories than I expected. Well nice.

It`s 4 clock and I need to catch a bus again.

I pack up my bag for work and run to the bus. Warm bus makes me sleepy again. When I arrive in a hotel, my mood goes up again. I see some happy people. Well they are not always happy, but they make me smile. Work is as usual, busy but fun.

We have a function on. First task is to set up the last parts of the room. After that, an hour kind of doing everything but at the same time nothing. Float about.

Function is on. Dwarf hat on and LETS GO! I am behind the bar. AT the beginning of the night time goes slowly as people are still getting into mood of drinking.

If bar is not busy people have time to talk to you.

I get lots of comments from old men. "Would you date my son? He is such a nice guy...no? well but how about my other son?"

“Younger people have bit better lines. " Can I get a smile and rum& coke?"

This bar work makes me laugh quite often. I really enjoy it. The amount of people you meet and funny things you hear is amazing. Most typical one is "You look like that women from spider-man. Can I be your spider-man?Have you kissed real spider-man? "

So today...

There is secret waiter singing on, if that makes sense. There is an older man, a girl and young guy playing to work with us and then sing for people as a competition. Too long to explain, but good fun to hear. Their voices were amazing.

After some time the bar gets busier and busier-people get drunker and drunker. I quickly get 2 Red Bulls in to not to loose my energy.

It's getting harder to understand what people want, but it doesn't really matter as they usually don`t

really remember what they wanted either. You have to love the drunkies. :)

Everyone is looking at dance floor. A women in her 40 just fell, extremely drunk and half naked. "Merry Christmas!"

It's been some time now, feeling bit tired. Russell comes in- that must be sign? Yep. It's 1am and we're closing the bar.

We need to do quick clean up of the bar and the ballroom and of course need to reset the ballroom for tomorrows party.

Sign out 2.30am.

Going to change my clothes and then staff bus home. I get out of the bus and walk to my flat. What a loud music...hmm that cant come from my flat. Wrong!

It was from my flat. One of my flatmates had a party and she told everyone on facebook but as I had been hole day not online for communication I didn't know. Well party then party. I'll step into my room and there are 2 guys sitting on my bed and smoking. I panic, what if fire alarm goes on?

I say on a very calm, but strong voice: "OUT!"

They both look at me confused and will not move.

I say again "OUT" ."What , Why? Is that your room or something?"

“Yes it is. OUT.”

After some minutes I managed to get them out of my room. Great, the whole bed and table is covered with rolled tobacco. Well, happens. The power of red bull has vanished and I'm too tired to even think of cleaning everything up. I just get my bed fine and off to sleep now. What is this? There is someone's wallet on my floor I go to kitchen to get the guys to give it back before they leave.

I really need sleep now. Just a text to Kieran to say what happened, before I close my eyes.

His answer: "How stupid are you? Why you keep your door unlocked when you are away?"

This words on my mind I fell a sleep.

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Wake up...I'll go to kitchen to grab a coffee and then start working on my report. How

sweet...Marine has bought me a chocolate to say sorry about guys who crashed my room yesterday. She is nice, I wasn't even angry, I knew it wasn't her fault. It was me who didn't lock the door.

So...Now....I open my laptop and ….”You are joking?”

Next to my laptop there is a small bag filled with white powder and it most certainly is not mine.

Hmm..toilet?

THE END

Today

Is it possible not to love this song?

Nice and Evil. Cute and Arrogant

So this is meant to be our song.