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Hello:D I'm back. I didnt die. They havent killed me.

Last weekend (Thursday, Friday, Saturday) were the worst ever. Particulary worst. But wait - I got to tell You this.

A good friend of my girlfriend (btw: he's the same birthdate, even the same hour, and hospital, and they live in front of them hyhy) had to go for a camp to South Poland (a camp from his College). And we had to work for him in a club called Mandragora. The first night was horrible. There was a birthday party of a famous Dj called SB. There were 50 Dj's, and about 700 people (as for Poland it is so much as for Us about 30.000 in underground clubs). We were working as some kind of wiaters. Wash the dishes, bring the glass, empty the bins. I met some of my people. Two of the most funny:

-Hey, how R U? Do U remember me? (me: uh no?) Remember, the bridge, u got the ticket? (me: ah yes:D)

...or...

-Hey, Your name is Carl (me: yes), How's on Chylonia (my district)


and I couldnt recognize her. After a hour i knew she was ma last girlfriend (but just for one day, and so, and so).

On the second day, I had not to work, so I got some money for beer and other. It's about 2:00 a.m. I'm so drunk and I start to talk with anyone. I've met some Dj's (Dj Phillips, Dj Paryss, Dj SB), and I've met the owner of Mandragora. After a talk the owner gave us (whats the word) a drink (6 people), and another day he told me that I've made him drunk (if u know what i mean). At the end of this party, while i were staing behind the turntables he said that I can come about 6 p.m. and practice mixin. My greatest dream is now true:D:D Cool

Friday was cool. There was a Polish singer called Reni Jusis (if U would like to hear her, dwnld it from SLSK). We were waiting for a 900 people, but there were only 300, so it was fine. The owner gave us another drink. And told me that the club needs young people. I told him that i'd like to play music from turntables and so on. He told me that there is a chance. After that he told us to come to the meeting this week as if we were in the crew of this club. Cool. Free entries :D Maybe dj'ing.

And this weekend is an Import Night from Warsaw:D A guy called Glasse who played in London clubs. Awesome.

Answer to the question last note:
-I feel worse of being Polish when I stay agains an civilizated-national people. Between us Polacks we are cool, great and so on. But agians any other nationality if feel worse. Why? Because of our mentality and so on. If You want to know more, just ask. I'll write a special note about it. But: being American is not better. It's just more possibilities.


(mark my wrong spellin/writing and bad words please, i gotta learn)


- 9/01/2004 -

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