What to do when all of your friends are at Nova Rock!?

You know what? This weekend was one of the most boring ones in my whole life!
Although I had to learn a lot (which I did not really do but anyways) I had no idea how to spend my freetime! I came home from Graz on Friday, 6 p.m. and for the first time in years I did not go out but passed my time with my mother sitting in front of the TV. Eventually I was about to go crazy so my mother suggested me to bake a cake or cupcakes. I was so grateful for this idea that I hugged her hard. Fortunately it was not yet too late to go and buy the ingredients I still needed. At 8 p.m. I finally started baking my special Fanta-cake - a stirred cake with Fanta in it and a topping of mascarpone, canned peaches and a lot of vanilla sugar. It took me about 1 and a half hour to finish my cake and tasted delicious.
So I went to bad at 12 p.m. but still, those 6 hours appeared to me like infinity. The next day, yesterday, passed quite fast, as Saturdays always do, but I was not really in the best mood because I always had to think about sitting in a camping chair and drinking beer with all of my friends at Nova Rock. I studied a bit but i could not really concentrate and finally I gave up and decided to visit my aunt and uncle, just to bridge some time. Then the clock stroke 7 p.m. (usually that's the time when I go out at nights) and I was busily trying to figure out if there was anybody - and I really mean ANYBODY, I know who is not at Nova Rock. Blessedly a friend of mine came to my mind so I immediately called her. She has not been in the mood to go to a bar but after a few minutes of begging I had her at the point where she said yes just to make me stop.
So we met at 8 p.m. in our local cocktail-bar and, yes we had a good time but after only one hour she said that she would be tired and like to go now. I was shocked but I hided it and just agreed. Now it was 9 p.m. and I was at home again. I read a few pages of a book, watched one episode of The Big Bang Theory but I was not really happy with the course of my evening, so I went to bed, angry and for the first time in years I slept about 12 hours and for the first time in my whole life I wished the weekend to end as soon as possible; but there was still the Sunday to survive. The morning passed quite fast, as I slept until about 11, then we had lunch and afterwards I decided to have a little afternoon nap. Since I woke up I am sitting in my boyfriend's apartment (of course he is also at Nova Rock) and stuying. Yep, that was definitely one of the most tiring and boring weekends in my life (except for that one, when I went on vacation with my dad, but that's another story).