I then managed to get my hands on a water gun. Hehehehe I started a water gun war. Which meant I had the water gun forcefully removed from my posession...multiple times. Interestingly enough I became quick friends with the guys that I initially squirted with water. And when I say "squirted" I mean I drenched them. Jiska and I found a ledge to dance up on against the wall (since we couldn't dance on the bar) and it was then that she pointed out to me the guys constantly bringing me drinks and refilling the water gun for me.
"I think you have a fun club."
Yea she might've been right about that. It was a lot of fun though. At some point while dancing up on the ledge though, I fell. But not like "oh shit! Are you okay!?" kind of falling, but more like "wait...did you just fall?" It looked like I had just stepped off (it was a little less than a meter high). I kind of laughed a bit and then got right back up, making sure not to slip off this time. (What foam there had been made everything a bit slippery.) I did hurt my tail bone though, I think it's bruised. Ow.
While dancing a bit above the crowd I made eye contact with this one guy. He gave me a sweet smile and I returned it, still keeping in beat with the music and dancing. I made a few more flirtatious eye gesture, things and then stepped down, walked toward him, grabbed his sunglasses off his shirt, put them on, then continued to walk out of the room. He followed me. For starters I'm super impressed I didn't stumble while doing that or screw up being the clutz I am. We got to talking for awhile and went out for a walk.
Speaking of Monday, it's my countries independence day: 4th of July. I'm thinking of buying some sparklers and poppers, getting stuff for hotdogs and hamburgers and getting the flat together for a bit of grilling and some fun outside. It's a good excuse to drink some beers, play with fire and be outside.
Boytoy's mum also has a new student for me! I get to meet him on Monday, as well, in the morning. (So much to do Monday!) Maybe I can get foam boy to join us for 4th of July stuff.
Prank status: this morning my door frame had tape all across it, making it quite difficult to get into my room. (Especially still being a bit buzzed.) And there was tape on my shower head! I saw that one though before I turned the shower on. Go me. Then I found out his room was unlocked so while he was asleep I went into his room, sprayed his clothes with my perfume, taped his shower head, taped his toilet seat down, and threw his underwear and socks and shoes in the freezer. I had some catching up to do.
Though for whatever reason he's being super cold and kind of ignoring me right now. Ugh. He says it's "nothing" and he "doesn't want to talk about it", oh but "it has nothing to do with" me. So he much rather push me away, not even talk to me, look at me, or acknowledge my presence. Yay! Whatever. The tape he placed at my door frame works wonders for holding up a sign saying:
"Fuck off Ollie"
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