Got up at 6 am. Got a lot done at work.

Changed clothes 3 o'clock and took the tram to the Avenue.
Met Lily and her boyfriend at the Hard Rock Café.
Ate dinner and then went to the bar.
After that, on to The Brewery.

Sent some text messages ..... not good!
Must learn to leave the phone home when we are drinking.
Visited the Dubliner - of course! Drank, danced and laughed.
Lily's boyfriend disappeared as usual. Do not know what happened.

A friend from my old hometown called.
Suddenly there appeared two guys and one of them was very similar to a hockey player from my hometown. Only 24 years old. Danced and laughed. Had a lot of fun.

Stood on the dance floor and suddenly looked straight into a pair of absolutely gorgeous eyes.
Walked past the guy on my way to the bar. Gave him a glance and it felt just right.
After a little while he came over to me. We talked, he was only 28 years. Why?!
He would go home. He said goodbye and went to the door.
I looked after him and suddenly felt that I could not let him go.
Threw the purse to Lily and ran after him. Right at the end of the stairs I caught up with him.
Took his hand, he turned around and smiled. My heart jumped.
He wanted me to accompany him home.
Wanted it so badly, but I´m very cowardly when it comes down to reality
"We just need to sleep," he says and looks at me. I melt and die! Why me?!
He suggests that we should buy a cider. I went back to Lily to get money.
Went to the bar and bought a cider. Did not see him anywhere.
OK, maybe he changed his mind. Went back to Lily, a little sad.
Suddenly he stands there and yells at me that I'm crazy?!
I do not get it.
Talked to him and realized that we misunderstood each other.
When he realizes he calms down. He leans forward and my heart beats faster.
That kiss I do anytime! He asks if I have a pen and paper. He gets my business card with my number.

The question is whether he will call ... I hope so.
The bartender at the Dubliner is pretty cool. He always says - "Hello Love" Ha, ha
Looks pretty good too, of course, an Englishman.

5 o'clock in the morning we go slowly up the avenue towards 7 eleven for a little midnight snack.
Sitting and eating on the terrace when two Frenchmen sits down and starts talking.
Very nice.
Alexander, one of them, asked if I would come to France to visit, ... hm sure.
He even offered to buy the flight ticket for me.
Thanked friendly no.

Went home
TIRED!!