meh.

brother/sister day with my brother's fraternity (for lack of a better word to describe the dutch 'system'), was... interesting.


i don't think i've been that drunk since the age of say, 24.


it started out with a 3 hour train ride to groningen, way up north in holland. then, a half hour walk through groningen, to get to my brother's dorm. which is absolutely gross. great thing to know when you still have to spend the night there.


we had a great lunch at another dorm, which was much cleaner. i guess i'm a little over gross dorms and even grosser bathrooms. whatever though. on with the day. we had a beach volleyball tournament, which was a lot of fun. however, it started at 2 pm and at this time, someone gave me my first beer. i'm old, i don't drink beer before 5 anymore.


after the tournament, we had time to shower. my brother didn't have warm water. excellent. great. terrific. we had dinner, which lasted for hours and people started throwing beer and wine. then they all started to sing their year songs and i had to squad. they started at the year 2005 and ended at 1966. all the time i was thinking: i'm too old! too old for this shit! give me my comfy chair and dry white wine!


but after the .. th beer, i didn't care anymore. went to sleep at 5 am. really did not enjoy the 3 hour train ride back home. where a pile of laundry was waiting. hip hip hooray for the grown-up life.