what's goin on...so today i have an ortodox christening in my schedule..of course first i have to hit the gym and do some legs but today is hamstrings before quads so it's kinda easy one...and after that i'm gonna be heading to serbian church here in stockholm...well there's first time for everything right...yeah you guess right...i'm not a big beliver:-)))
any way,this guy who i meat like 5 years ago was the same guy who gave me that somer job at the company where he is some chef or something...for some reason that guy likes me alot...fuck me if i know why but there it is...
five years ago when i first meat him,i realy wanted just to beat the crap out of him,because he acted so annoying...god...but after a couple of times i realized that he was just willing to get friendly with me,in very awkward way though but still he meant no harm...so we got a bit friendly but old me...first i don't have time to hang out,and second...i don't have a tremendous amounts of mutal topics to share with him...not that he's stupid or anything it's just we have a different interests i guess...
so same guy invites me to a dinner and try that way to get us a bit closer,but boy o boy...was that awkward dinner...shit...he did that once and never again...it didn't worked well...i mean nothing happend but it was odd.
so now his son is about to be baptized and me and my lovely wife are gonna go to this serbian church to attend this event and after that there's a huge dinner-party goin' on..so today i'm also be having a bit of a food..but whata hell...
i bought even a shirt...you know like...a nice shirt...black one...f.y.i. i never wear a shirt...like ever...people whp knows me every time they meat me on street asks me am i on my way to the gym...and usualy i'm not it's just that i'm always dressed like that...so shirt for me is a big run away form my comfort zone...but as i said...what a hell!
the thong i realy liked though is that we've recived this invitation just a couple of days after we've recived the other invitation wich in this case was a wedding party of this swedish-turkish couple that been living together for like ten years maybe and they have a kid as well they just never got married..so now they are..and my wife and i were invited...
so the serbian dude wrote on his invitation...like...hey,you are welcome to jon us at this event wich is gonna be held in serbian church,and after christening we gonna move down to same yard in area where we going to have a dinner and live band playng until late night...period...you know like totaly normal and shit...so we were very pleased by that generous invite...because...this is how this swedish-turkish couple sounded on their invitation...
hey,we are invitin' you to our wedding..it's gonna be there and there at that time...blah,blah...now...
roule no1. no kids..so you're not alowed to bring your kids to this event.
roule no2. dress code,we are obligated to dress like...nice i guess
roule no3.we wouldn't like to recive any gifts from you since we already have bought everything we need so the only thing we accept is money,and for that reason this is our acount where you can transfer your money to us
roule no.4 if you want to say something to the crowd or make a toast...you need to write it down and give it to the girl who is organizeing the event so she can make all the corrections and when she approve it she's goin' to let you know when you going to speak...
you know what...i don't belive that angelina and brad had that many roules at their wedding...well i don't even know for them whether they are married but you see my point..i mean it's just rude and wrong...i mean come on...do i even have to come...or shpould i just do the banking part and fuck off...what if i don't have money enough to put on your acount so i just wanted to buy you something funny or symbolic for like 10-15 euros...i can't put that small amount on your acount...and i don't have a choice...if someone is willing to give you money trust me...they'll find out your acount number,you don't have to write it in people's face for fuck sake...i don't know...maybe i'm primitive or old fashon,but where is that politeness like all you need to bring along with you is your good mood and your smile or somethin'...fuck me!!!
gotta go...now i'm pissed and i'm gonna explode in the gym....
later...
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