Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Partied a little too hard last night. At the hostel I just met person after person and soon I knew most everybody before going out. We just drank up stairs at the bar/terrace. I met a few Brazilian girls and had a chance but some of my Aussie friends succeeded. At around three we all went to some club - some drum and base thing. Had 50 cigarettes, a few joints, more beers than are countable, and some shotsf. I feel slightly destroyed. Went to bed at 10am and just got up at 2:30 pm. Not enough sleep - couldn't sleep well, too much of everything. Feel confused and tired today. Have to give Dakar Motos a call and check out how she is. Mike canceled my home stay - some girl just moved in before me. Might just fly to Bogota - hang with Angie.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Lazy day today, I haven't done shit really. I think I'm still recovering from the night before. Many of the same people went out again last night - I don't know how they do it. There was a barbeque at the hostel last night so I joined in for that, but ended the night early around 10pm or so.

I was awoken at 2am by Nav and Donna doing lines of coke on the bed next to mine. They had been drinking for a while I could tell. Donna climbed into my bed for a bit because she said she was cold. They asked if I was going out but I was dead tired and told them to have a good one. I felt bad because it was Donna's birthday today and I told her I would go out, but it's not going to happen. Later I heard them come back at 7am. It must have been a good night.

When I woke up I spent a lot of time on the internet looking for tickets to Bogota, Colombia - and just as much time considering if I really have the money or will to go. Money being the larger issue since I'm not used to being this broke and never have to make these types of decisions. If I stay here in Buenos Aires I'll definitely learn more Spanish, probably save money and the party life will be just the same as in Bogota. If I had money I would visit a week up in Bogota and then rent a room here for 2 months - which isn't an option now. I guess it would make the most sense to stay here until the beginning of Sept and then, if I have the time, visit Angie for 2 weeks after. I shouldn't have told her I'd be going up because she got her heart and mind set that I'd be coming up when all I did was suggest it.

Right now it is 5:44pm and I'm just having dinner at a nearby restaurant (fish and chips). I may be headed out soon to check out this small bedroom that Mike says Adriana still has. If it's a lovely house with adequate space for the room (I really don't need much) and a window (need a window) and the people are as friendly as Mike says then most likely I'll stay. I'll tell Angie I'll visit her later and apologize for getting her hopes up.

I called about the bike today and Javier wasn't there. Guess I'll call tomorrow. If people are going out tonight I think I'll join them. Thursdays are usually pretty nice for partying.

Friday, July 4, 2008

And the latter it was. Just did some coke before I went out last night and a little more at the club - Club 69. We left here around 2am or so - with the usual people I have been hanging out with. The club was kind of shit, well the music was anyways and it was a cock fest but I still had fun since it was mostly girls I was out with. I had a few beers before I went out and a few there. The doorman would not allow me to leave to go to the bank to withdraw money. Said I would have to buy another ticket to get back in. its' probably a good thing that happened I guess - saves money. Got back from the club around seven or so in the morn and I went up stairs to smoke joints at an ‘after party'. Joints and a bit of drinking. Went to sleep around nine or ten and woke up an hour ago - 6pm. Forgot to call about the bike and need to call about the home stay too. Friday night, so will go out again tonight.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

I did the same thing as yesterday, just a different club and more coke; and possibly more drinking. I was fairly demolished. Don't think I'll be going out tonight because if I do then I won't get anything done tomorrow like I haven't done shit today or yesterday. I still need to pick up my bike and go check out that room for rent at the home stay. I have not seen the sun in two days and I'm having breakfast at 6pm. I've eaten one meal a day for a few days now, lack of non-alcohol induced sleep, becoming nocturnal, doing drugs and other shit and it is making me feel confused and disoriented. I cannot go out tonight for fear of going insane. Yes, I need to get my shit in order. Partying is fun, but it's just not interesting - if that makes any kind of sense.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

It's 5:58am and I have become nocturnal. Tonight was pretty shit. I was too sober for the clubs and didn't enjoy it at all really. First one I went to the guys I was with wanted to go to VIP and that was a hundred extra pesos - fuck that I said. Went back to the hostel around 3:30 or 4am and went out with some other people. Was still too sober and thought that the club was shit. Met up with my American friend (Dan) from Texas and we went to another club that served better music but it was a bit dead and everybody there was already hooked up or drunk. Overall I spent too much on entrance fees and it was just shit. Kind of done with the club/drug scene for a while and will wake up ‘earlier' tomorrow to check out that home stay.

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Just woke up. SUN!!! I see day! Pretty sad that on the eve of my birthday is when I have decided to be done with the club scene. At least I wont be one of those kids who overdue it on their birthdays and end up having the same birth-death date - if you can consider that an upside to things.

All the cafes here are closed since its Sunday so I'm at an extremely posh restaurant where all the rich tourists and argentines go. I feel a sense of pride sitting here looking like I have just got out of bed (and I just have) listening to my iPod while the yuppies all have formalwear and try to make themselves look important. I wonder what they think of this kid sitting at their restaurant like he owns the place - Food's here. 

The above was coppied directly out of my hand-written journal