Black(fucking)out

This is the most insane, sick, strange, fucked up thing that has ever ever ever happened to me during my idiotic 18 years, 1 month, 14 days and 6 hours of living.

I felt all wet from head to feet and jumped on my bed. I see my mum with a buckett of water on her hands looking REALLY disturbed.

I said- Wtf mum?
Mum- Oh dear god! I thought you were in a comma tried everything to wake you up! Thank god you finally slept a bit though. You prolly haven't slept in the past three days, you said you had insomnia.

Then my brain began to work, I couldn't remember that I hadn't slept. She tells me the following.

Mum- I'm so sorry to wake you up but i got a phone call from an university lecturer friend of mine asking if he could borrow you to help him in a international studies lecture. It's 10 am you have to be there at 10:30- get ready it's a good opportunity for you.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK- I shouted with my guts. I didn't even had the time to think, I was lost. I told her to give me 5 minutes to wake up, she left.

I couldn't remember not having slept for 2 or 3 nights. Furthermore, I couldn't remember anything that happened those 2 or three days! Last Thing I sort of clearly remember is to be writing what i think was a poem(imagine me writting a fucking poem, and wtf for?) on tuesday at dawn. I think I also have a vague idea of either writting a post or a comment here on the blog as well...

I felt desperate!

My mum burst into the room saying I should hurry because that would be a great opportunity for me, to help a lecturer in a lecture.

I had no clue what i had to talk about. I couldn't think about it, i was too busy trying to think about what happened

I got there the lecturer and i chatted a bit about what he was gonna talk about (some serious bollocks about international conflicts and importance of communications and some other stuff I cant recall), and he basically told me to talk about my experience and how it may have changed me and my view of the world and conflicts that are currently happening and some other bollocks I cant recall.

I said, aye fuck it. Time for some serious improvisation. Started a bit amateurishly but then gained confidence. Said bullshit for about half an hour and was clapped in the end by a 50 people class. also answered some questions.
The lecturer at the end gave me some serious amount of respect and 10 euros - he liked it apparently. I had no clue what i had just fucking done. I have no clue how I managed to concentrate on it.

After that the phone rings:

Fuck knows who: Hello! It's The owner of that club you talked to on Wednesday about the party.
Vasco: Wtf?! Which club.
The owner: 8th chapter (my favourite in town!!!)
Vasco:(pretended I remembered) Ahhhhh, nice. So...
The owner: Is to tell you that I have a confirmation about everything and I agree with the previously discussed prices about the drinks: 50 cents for beer, 50 cents shots and 2 euros licquors and heavy drinks. As long as you bring a 100 people and we sell 300 euros of drinks it's good, otherwise you'll pay the difference of how much is sold and the 300 euros.

I couldnt take it!!! I mean WTF?! I ACTUALLY ARRANGED THAT??!! Couldn't remember

Vasco: Oh, good. What about the renting fee how much is it? - Couldn't believe I didnt have to pay a renting fee!
The owner: Since it is for a birthday party of your friend we won't charge anything. Promess me you behave well and come an hour earlier to the club on the 29th ok?
Vasco: (Totally petrified with surprise) Yes, as you wish. Pleasure doing business. Peace.
The owner: see you then.

Still in absolute shock! My phone rings again.

Fuck knows who: Hej mate wasup?
Vasco: Hej, who's it?
Fuck knows who: The owner of that place you wanted to rent for your exam results thingy. Bruno.
Vasco: Hej Bruno!(Pretending I remembered)
Bruno: It's to tell you that I have made the calculations and the price you proposed seems fair.
Vasco: (Absolutely no clue wtf he was talking abt) For what?
Bruno: The dinner on our bar and then the party...So it's gonna be 30 euros, as you proposed, for the dinner and drinks. The drinks can be anything and as many as you want. However you must assure between 30 and 50 people will come. And by 6 am you all have to leave. We will clear the big room where we store things for the dinner and the rest of the place can be for dancing and fucking around, there will be room without problems for 50 people.Have you fixed up a Dj?
Vasco: I'm not sure.(answered honeslty) What was this for again because I've been having a busy time and can't recall the reason of it...
Bruno: Cmon man! Been eating to much cheese ne? ahahahah You told me it was to celebrate your exam results on the sixth of july.

FUUUUCKING HELL. I CANT REMEMBER DOING THAT NOR THINKING ABOUT THROWING A PARTY FOR THAT. AND HOW COME SO FUCKING CHEAP? 30 EUROS FOR A DINNER AND AS MUCH DRINKS AS YOU WANT IN A BAR UNTIL 6 AM??!?!?!?! It does sound good though!

Vasco: Ahhhh yah sorry I remember now (lied)
Bruno: Are we fine then?
Vasco: Yes we are!
Bruno: Drop by here on the 5th for last preparations, ok?
Vasco: Where?
Bruno: Here in the "There is a cat here" bar/restaurant. The old "Fashion"!

I realized where it is, quite a big place with nice Deco and pretty good food.

Vasco: alright Excellent!

OH MY FUCKING GOD! HOW, WHY, WHERE DID I COME UP WITH THAT IDEA?! HOW DID I TAKE CARE OF IT SO FAST! I DON'T KNOW! I HAVE NO CLUE!

You cannot imagine in which state i am to be found right now. Absolutely lost when so much happened and I cant remember.

I just read my past posts and apparently, I took my parents to a restaurant on my mum's birthday and fixed all the problems. Don't remember that either...yet it makes me very happy!

For some stupid reason I erased all the emails I get after reading them so I don't have any emails saved that i received the past days...Moreover I have no historic of messages on msn. I also erase all the sms's I get... Stupid thing to do.I'll never erase anything ever ever again.

However I had an email today from a something called Deloitte. I thought it was spam. But then They are considering offering me a scholarship, I need to send them some information and perhaps go to an interview later on(they say). Now...I can't remember contacting them, yet I remember having a chat with my mum about it...

Fucking hell man! Right now I am in an absolute state of confused contemplation.

I told briefly this to Nat and he said it can be from the fact that I had insomnia and didn't sleep for 2 or 3 days-as my mum told me. It made me forget what happened. He asked me if i took anything...I CAN'T REMEMBER! Even after acknowledging that I did things during these 2 days, I still don't remember doing them!

I need to organize my head and talk to some people to know what I have done in the past days...
I'm gonna sound like an absolute idiot...

However... In the middle of this whole thing. What makes me the most surprised is the fact that the last thing i remember was to be writing a poem...

I'm not a poetic fuck...I never write poems...

P.s.: If I have talked with any of you in the past 2 or 3 days, as in wedensday and thursday and tuesday yet I remember some things about Tuesday...

I am fucking tired, my whole body hurts yet I can't sleep because I am in absolute shock.