rain. Cold. Garbage bags. Bad music.
I am traumatized (and I think also L. and M.). We arrived at a quarter past four on the Danube island, where we met other friends and girlfriends. The first thing we did come in after, was to redeem our coupons. I get now 2 Big Macs for the price of one. UUUhhh, great joy -.- And then we went to the big Eisteedose where we had pitched our camp. As I think about food anyway, I've bought me a hot dog. Then it started to rain ... Only a few drops
we thought. After LP (I'm confused) called her mother had to get towels and umbrellas, walked L., M. and I went from the stage. But there! We saw a few girls from our non-parallel Paralellklasse with garbage bags as raincoats. Did we have too!! We went from stand to stand and no one wanted to give us garbage bags. But there are still nice people ...
front of the stage. Before us there were 3 strange girls. They were us but no matter, because we were damn close to the stage. But then had the opportunity to tell us a little jump the queue. (It does just a very funny song about a certain music channels). So, we were still ahead, and sat on the fence and had such a couple the whole time watching the Abschlabbern. War we do not care. We make many sacrifices for good seats.
Then DJ Flip came on stage. His name sounds hyperactive and the DJ was it. So Flip tried to spread a good mood by saying "It's Raining Men" played. Was all just more depressed. So the then 2 hours is gone. Bad music and bad reps. The most amazing performance was by Lipner, the Talk "master". But after 1 1 / 2 Hours so ridiculous Pseudorapcontestgewinner came on stage and have something "sung" by Motherfucking Gangsta Shit and oooooooohhhh NOOOOO NOOOOOO YOU FUCKING HOOOOO, and had a non-amal really the voice broke, and we were cold and we were soaked to the bone and not properly dressed (skirts, sweaters network, Neckholdertops), we have decided to go. We were really only there for Shaggy, who came first at nine-thirty.
We wanted to go say goodbye, so did. Shivering, we arrived at our friends and said we would go. The only thing they said to my teeth chattering, was: "Süüüüüüüüüß. And they had umbrellas and towels and jackets given degree and have nothing.
go with a Langos in hand, so desperately, we waddled to the subway. On the way we roared towards the people that NRJ is a shit and it was just bad music, to which they replied that we should just go home. These people have something on the eyes?? During the journey we called at home if you could not pick us with blankets and towels.
While waiting, we had soup, which my friend M. L. spat full in the face. Previously, we have put us and sung Yellow Submarine, to get money. Did not funtioniert. After the soup, we asked other men if they wanted us not buy another. Did not work. Then came our "chauffeur" and brought us home ...
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