On to day two of the celebrations. This event too lacked proper planning but not as much as Saturday. Seriously, if it wasn’t for Karol we would have ended up eating air instead of actual food. See, I know what a stove is. I also know what food is. But it’s when you combine the two together that I enter Island Lost. Highlight of this day was opening presents, tehehe. I was going to rank all of my gifts but I can’t because practising Favorism is childish and I don’t take enjoyment in such childish business anymore. Because I’m 21.
Actually I do take enjoyment in such activities.
Wait, scratch that.
No don’t.
Yes do.
No don’t.
Do.
Don’t.
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… welcome to the war I fight on a daily basis: Age VS Maturity.
Thank you everyone for the gifts, I liked them all in their unique way!
Extra thanks to Karol for all the help with the preparations, Sofia for filming and taking pictures of everything, Sara for setting the table and Tina for hitting Nazy. Hehehehe.
Keyword of this evening: Karaoke + terrible singing = angry neighbours.
At one point one of my neighbours started drilling holes in their walls. Either this rare event occured because they had bought a new frame or something and wanted to hang it or because it was their way of telling us to shut up.
… everybody that was there knows the answer to that.
XOXO
M.

hahahah skicka bilderna kompis :D
&& jag slår gärna nazy igen xD haha!
Jag ska lägga upp dem ASAP!!
Haha bra där! Jag är redo med kameran då. xD