nothing can beat a night of funky dancing, drunk friends and some music to shake it all off. I think this thesis thing made me forgot how much I liked being the partyanimal now and then. Hallelujah. And screw all those depressed Prozac users, go out dancing, let the dj save your life.
Ahum. Wonder how long this blast of positivism will last as I'm about tooooo work on my thesis. Bummer.
Note to self: put earplugs IN ears before going to bed, woke up for the 3th time this week because of my neighbours. I don' t know what's going on lately in the Pelikaanstraat but this street is more noise-producing then a freakin' festival and I'd rather save my festival skills for Dour.
Peace out.
Still gonna leave you with the tune above. I know this song has been all over the place for a long time but I just can't sit still when I hear it. People in the uni library really suspect me of some spastic behaviour.
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