I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
There are some things that really are better to watch on TV than in real life. Football and curling are some. I can't even count how many times I've watched curling and I don't even like it. You just get sucked in and then you can't stop watching, because somewhere deep down inside you just wished that you had something you were that good at.
Tonight's the night, let's live it up
I got my money, let's spend it up
Go out and smash it like oh my God
Jump off that sofa, let's get, get off
This weekend I watched a match of darts. You know those things you throw at a big round circle with red and white and black and numbers? We had one of those at home when I was a kid, but mostly we just threw the arrows at it, hoping to hit the middle. These days me and my best friend throw some sort of "clock" when we're out and bored. 1, 2 and then 3 and 4 and so on. The loser buys the winner a drink. It's not really complicated and late on a Friday or Saturday night one can't really expect too much, but it is a danger to anyone close to the dartsboard so we usually warn people before we start. Real darts however... that's something completely different. Not only are these guys really good (as in really, really good), but there's nothing at all involving any kind of clock and the "bullseye" won't give you the best score possible. Each team starts with 501 points and then it's about getting rid of as many points as possible as fast as possible. (Or well, at least before the other team.) There are four regular players on a team and I think each team has a back-up, but I'm not really sure. Each game consists of sets - six sets for every setup used once or twice depending on setup. The setups are 1v1, 2v2 and 4v4 and I'm not completely clear over how that worked - who does what - but at least they seemed to be and I suppose that's all that matters. It wasn't the most fun I've ever done in my life - I prefer to do things rather than to watch others do them - but it was interesting. To get a grip of something that's always just been a board with some cloth on it and arrows that are supposed to hit the middle was fun.
Fill up my cup, mozoltov
Look at her dancing, just take it off
Let's paint the town, we'll shut it down
Let's burn the roof, and then we'll do it again
I was hoping that my flight home would be the same. It's a shame that this world isn't built on my hopes and dreams. My plane was delayed and so was everybody else's. Apparently it gets that way if another airport in the country is closed and the traffic has to be redirected. In this case it was Rotterdam Airport and all the planes had to go to and from Schiphol (it's confirmed - none-Dutchies say [shiphol] instead of [skip'ol]) which lead to a huge delay for everyone. I flew with Norweigan Airlines and even though I know that this is hardly their fault, it's still the second time I've flewn with them and the second time I've been delayed. It was hard to find something positive there, but I managed - you see, most of the people in the Netherlands are taller than 170cm. Being 164,5cm I'm considered short and after this weekend - I understand that. Anyway, at the airport there were people from Spain and Italy and I'm taller than a lot of these people and if their planes hadn't been delayed I would just have felt like a midget in a world of giants. It still wasn't fun to have a two-hour-delay, but oh well.
I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
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