It's 22.36, I'm already lying in my bed. That was a night! It all started with a bag of some fancy dresses and ended up with a party. But all from the beginning: Some days ago, an elderly looking man with no hair on his head dropped by. He left three garbage bags of clothes here which his family doesn't need anymore and would like to donate to the farm. When we opened the bags, we found something we didn't expect. Instead of old jeans, shirts and sweaters, there were fancy dresses, suits, silvern high heels and so on. We were joking for days that we will wear this clothes in the barn or for dinner, but never did it. Tonight was the night. Adam started it by wearing a suit, and everyone else followed. We had a nice dinner with vine, food and abba music. But somehow there landed some Wodka on the table. Shots were drunken. People were dancing. The farm owners said goodbye and left, and the bottle was emptied. It was 9 o'clock at this time. The short way to our accomodation suddenly seemed quite long. Finally we arrived. Angela was already quite drunk and laid in her bed. Sanna and Adam as well (in Angelas bed) and also Vincent. I stayed with Markus in the living room and used the computer. After a while, Vincent came out (of the closet :P) and also used the computer and the others shut the door to their room. Always an akward moment on/after partys, when a group of people close the door behind them and adds the others out. I kind of hate it. So we went out and took a walk towards a light we saw in the sky. After a while the light dissapeared and we headed back. We had some nice, open talks. We brushed our teeth. Oh, and I forgot: when we were in the living room, Sanna came to grab a bucket for Angela, because she is throwing up. So now, when we were brushing our teeth, Adam came with the bucket downstairs and putted the puke (=kotze?) in the toilet. So it happened what had to happen: it stucked in the toilet and the bathroom floor was floated! We ran out of the house so we don't have to smell this and don't have to help him with this misere. After a while, we went in to grab vincents face washing soap and I ended up dancing alone in the kitchen to 'Locked Away' by Rock City which I think is an amazing song in this moment! (I'm quite sure I will hate this song tomorrow, because it might be an awful song). So after this, I went to bed and just thought: this is how the people party on farms: dresses, alcohol and someone who throws up / like in a city . And then I wrote this blog. And we all live happily ever after :D. (I told Markus I never write drunken things on facebook, but this is blogger so I think its OK!). It's 23.01 now and I have to feed my chickens at 6.30. Good night! P.S.: Names of my sheep: Punky, Frassy, Einstein, Bambi and mom of Bamby (forgot the name).
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