A very Vasco one!

Dear all!

Even though I get this short yet sudden deep feelings of pure depression, loneliness and "saudade"(basically missing people)
I am very very very very HAPPY! This is because in 2 hours, at mid night, I am going to my 2 day job. And in about 10 hours or so I will have either 200 or 250 euros most prolly cash in my hand. No, I have not been selling drugs neither I have become a pimp. It's much better than that!!!

There are quite some raves going on around at the moment, and for the past two or three days I've been trying to go to them. They've been excellent - the sound quality is amazing, the music has been braking bones and the ladies are very kind.

Well yesterday, I went to this rave quite nearby my town. This happened after a propper style portuguese dinner in a restaurant with some mates(as much Sangria and nice food as you wish for 8 euros, anyone interested?!?!) At this rave 3 djs played, it was a huge tent man - honestly, around 2000-3000 people could fit in there and still have the space to move around chilldly!
Anyhow, I went there at around 1 am after having carried my friend home for about an hour. I got a ride with a friend until there and the moment we got there it was just orgasmic!!!

Nice people (no gypsies nor those sort of people), cheap drinks, pretty good music, expensive to go though...10 euros....but believe me it was definitely worth it. The decoration was very original and they had like 2 MF cubes at the side of the stage. On one of those cubes there was a lady spining fire and I couldn't stop recalling Lisa for like 10 minutes. So I decided, I'm gonna go to her and see if I can have a go.

I was lucky! I could have a go! Of course I wasn't as good as her(she wasnt anything special anywhow, not compared to Lisa for christ's sake) but i still dominated a bit. I had my fame for 5-10 minutes. When I was spinning I saw 1 guy and one lady checking me out, they were organizers or waeva.

I got down the stand and the an individual called Maria comes to me and says(something like this): "You were good...want some acid?" I kindly said no,"what about x? do you want some x?", again I kindly replied no and walked away. 30 seconds after similar thing happens with a bloke called Marco. I must underline, i wasn't being persuaded to BUY them, I WAS BEING OFFERED.

I paid no attention and decided to dance for quite a while. I had a shot at some point that gave me the biggest kick in the whole wide world man, For half an hour I felt i was the absolute King, the owner of it fucking all. During this sort of rush, the Dj had played a Despina Vandi record(can't remember which one) then fades it to something else and for some reason threw it to the crowd.

It was thrown graciously enough to spin and turn in the air. My hand was up and it seemed like it flew directly towards it, and Vasco got it. I WAS HAPPY MAN! Had another of those shots and everyone that saw me with the record gave me trucks of respect. Still many drugs being offered around. This one girl even tried to make me snort Heroin...sick people sometimes man. Don't get the idea that everyone in the party was like that, just a couple.

After I drunk that shot I had the power again and a record in my hand-I had it all. Got fucking crazy with the sick music, crazy enough to go to one of the MF cubes and give everything that i could. I know I am not a good dancer, but something that happened later that night made me think that i perhaps really danced well for those 3 or 4 hours.

While i was dancing, many ladies touched my legs(Some boys tried as well but I kinda kicked them) some girls even came up to dance with me and so on, and those two same people who were watching me while I was spinning were clapping and whistling and shit, and always looking at me. The dj looked at me pretty often cause of the record and so did other people. I seriously felt the KING, it sounds damn egocentric but for like an hour or 2 i felt i was the center of the whole fucking thing and it felt fucking damn good!

It was something like 0530 or 0600 when i came down the MF cube and the same people came to me offering me drugs, kindly said no. Went to the bar and got paid some drinks. When the Dj was replaced by another one he came to the bar and greeted me. And most amazingly! The two people who were watching me came to me and asked: Would you be interested in coming here tomorrow and the day after spin some fire from time to time and dance in the MF cube for another some time. I said: Is this like a job?! The lady said: "200 or 250 euros depending on how well you do, each night..." I gotta wear some gay clubber though...I think they hired a girl to dance as well, not sure though

Then I freaked the fuck out! I think I even kissed her or something like that! That means either 400 or 500 euros in 2 days in a wicked sick party man! The girl gave me a ride to a gas station where i drank a lot of water, said bye bye til tomorrow mid night, and then crashed on a grass hill at like 7 or something. I was absolutely out tired and fucked when these three blokes sit next to me and start rolling it up, very nice. Then three more blokes come and try to chill with us(meaning wanted to spark a bit) one got the joint and started walking away leading the other two. Well the three guys that arrived first got PISSED OFF MAN, pissed enough to start a fight and win it. I just sat down and watched it...was too scared and fucked too fight at that time, and the rush the shot gave wasn't there any longer. They won and then just rolled another one out of the pretty nice soap they had man(and massive as well). Had a nice chat with them, they knew some friends of mine from another town.

After this i walked home wrote something and tried to crash...BUT NO! I COULDNT CRASH BECAUSE WE HAD TO GO TO A BIG LUNCH WITH FRIENDS AND STUFF! How good. When we Got there I had to help with the cooking and shit, then be social and argh. Not that I dont like it, just that i wasnt in the mood. Until half an hour ago basically I was eating and drinking Sangria and in about an hour i have to be spinning fire and dancing for around 6 hours. Should I draw a couple lines of cocaine to wake up?!?! Nah just braking you balls:P

Fuck I almost forgot the deep part. I met my ex girlfriend at the rave for some odd reason. And for an even odder reason I JUST couldn't stop thinking about all the nice fucks we had, neither stop imagining her naked and sick stuff like that.

Anyhow, I gotta go soon. I did not include all the details cause then I would take ages to write this down, the essential is there and fucking hell I haven't slept in ages man and have consumed a lot of alcohol, I just feel that i am kinda chronically drunk. I must say though that you should all feel very proud of me because i am very naturalistic and responsible, I say no to hard drugs!!! Also I think that writing all this sort of shit that happens to me makes me feel real good because you all get the chance to see how Vasco is the luckiest Bastard on Earth. I am so happy for all these things that happen to me. I have perhaps been partying a bit too much, but I do get a lot out of it. I don't know how i would be surviving right now without all the nice moments, feelings, images and kicks that I have experienced recently. I also have to thank God for still having so many friends that still know me and care about me even though we haven't talked in ages. They still show that they are my friends, and that matters a lot to me. This job that i got might be a bit gay, but you get a lot of respect with it and a lot of money man! Moreover i seriously enjoy it and makes me feel happy when i do it!

Try to enjoy everything as much as i am right now, please.