Happy new year, unhappy beginning

ITS 2007!! hoorai, i wish you all the best for this year.
i hope i'll get the best in 2007 and im looking forward to a nice year. i'll do my final test at school and finish it (took long enough now, and the teachers run out of knowledge to teach (: )

after finishing school i'll do my social service work (which is prescribed in austria for men - not for women, but they have to play the living brood box at some time of their life so thats fair with me)
probably i'll do this work at the red cross - which two of my friends (and tomorrow a third one - (haha relaxing time is over for you now lukas (; )) and they both say that it's a great work and it's probably the one where you get the most money (it's not much and you cant compare it to a normal salary - even the unemployee money is more, but as i said it's required so fuck it)

maybe i'll write more about this work (maybe when the third friend tells me some experiences or when i finally register myself for it), but for the moment im kinda drifting off the topic.

so we have got a new year, which basically doesnt mean alot since just because a digit changes the people (including me) won't change instantly, but still it's a nice event to a) review the last year, b) look forward to new stuff i wanna do and c) to get drunk, which leads me to the party where i celebrated new years eve.

this party was in hintersdorf which is a very small sleepy town 20 minutes from vienna (i live in klosterneuburg - 10 minutes from vienna - and klosterneuburg is already a very sleepy town where kinda nothing happens, because everything is in vienna, so you can maybe imagine how abadoned hintersdorf is). (man i do long brackets sometims (: )

when you compare this 3 cities with body parts and austria is the whole body - vienna is the beautiful face, klosterneuburg is the hair on your ass and hintersdorf is the deep black hole in the middle :) (actually it's not really that bad and when you go deeper into austria you'll find towns that aren't even compareable to a fart).
nevermind - the party was great.

my and almost everyones (which were like 20 people) mood was very nice and we had great fun celebrating together. i was pretty drunk, pretty early and pretty long.
i arrived at the party at 20 o clock pm or something and already after the first few bears i had a nice feeling (which i already had when i was still dry).
i met some people whom i didnt see for a long time and also there were almost all the good friends i see more frequently.

when it came to zero hour and we went on a field beside the house we found out that when the rockets explode on the ground it's much more fun than when they fly into the sky (dont try this at home and when you still feel the pain). So we fired our rockets sticking them into the mud and after lightning them running (when i think of it - you should try it out, but you should also be careful - which we weren't - just lucky and well trained reflexes).

The party went on until 6 o clock when i decided to go home with 2 friends.
You have to know that when you decide that you go home from hintersdorf you face a long walk (we wouldnt pay a taxi). It's like a 3 hours walk, but i felt like it (also to sober up a bit). Luckily we catched a bus, which we first thought wouldnt go so ealry because its the 1st and thats holiday. So it didnt take the whole 3 hours, but still 1 to get to the bus station.
When i went home from my bus station (10 minutes walk) i wished a random guy a happy new year who was going the same way and we came into talking. I figured out that he's from togo (i hope i remember correct - i was still not very dry and very tired). He lives in vieanna and tries to create a future here for himself and his wife here and he complained a bit about the rasist people in vienna (he's black).
Actually this must sound a bit boring perhaps, but it was a really nice talk and i even had a better feeling after it. It was the perfect ending of a (nearly) perfect day.

As perfect as the last day ended, the next day started perfectly bad. It all started at night when i was very thirsty (sobering up - dehydrate), but as you can imagine the last thing i wanted to do is leave my bed. Finally i stood up to get a bottle of water and there was already one standing in the kitchen (which was from yesterday, but it was fine enough for me in my sleepyness at that moment). Actually the water wasnt very good (it tasted old and like it stood around in the kitchen for month), but i drank half the bottle (like 0.7 liters).
When i woke up the next time i felt very queasy. i struggled in my bed and stopped to drink the water (after a final gulp - i had a very dry mouth (: ). I felt like i was gonna die, because a) i was sobering up from something like the drunk of the year, b) I drank this not so nice water and c) i was very very hungry (but i didnt wanna eat, because of my stomache - that sucks).

So after some hours of hell in my bed i decided to stand up and start a fine new year.
It didnt take 2 minutes after leaving the bed before i was hanging over the toilet the first time (i puked the soul out of my body - which wasnt vey much because my stomach was empty, but the water wanted out). Its funny that i didnt had to puke before i slept, but in the morning.
After the first set on the toilet i decided to drink a cacao. When i was making my coup i drank another gulp of water (i was still very thirsty).
I shouldn't have done this - just 2 minutes after the gulp the next round of the battle between me and my body began (the day before i showed my body how i can destroy it if i want and the next day the body fought back - hard).
So i was puking again, but again no hard things - only water. The bad thing was that this werent that kind of puking where you feel good again after it - it was the kind of you even feel worse then.

When i finally was out of the toilet again i drank my cacao (later it turned out, that the milk i used wasn't good anymore, but my taste senses were kinda out of order after 2 times hitting the bathroom).
I wasnt very happy with the things i chose to drink - so as you can imagine this milk didnt feel like staying in me - i had to get it out.
After the third time i started the day really - i was very careful in choosing what i ate and drank then.
One hour later a friend showed up and he brought me bananas, zwieback (funny - it seems as it's the same in english and german), some tea and something we call bischkoten, but i don't know how it's called in english.
I started to feel better again and the rest of the day was really nice again - i spent it hanging around in my flat with just some driving around breaks. I watched the film van helsing and played alot of nintendo wii (which is a genious console i got at christmas - maybe i'll write about it in more detail sometimes).

i feel like this post is again long enough and wish everybody a nice new year again and a good night.