Allthough I've spent the day cursing parties in general and promising myself never to drink again I can't escape the fact that the send-off Mange threw us (Me, Naomi, Fia) yesterday was absolutely wonderful. Absolutely wonderful!
Mange, Fia, Naomi, Nisse, Jacob, Ingrid, Jossan, JD, Emilie, Emerick, Nils, Björn, Anton, Sofia, Carolina, Team Konsum, Team McDonald's... and everyone else. Good people. Good party.
Wine, Whisky, Bacardi, Mojitos (delivered by the barman, straight from Niquaragua), cider. All amounts to my heavy head today and my light head yesterday.
I could not whipe the smile off my face. Not for a second did I have a boring time. The only unpleasant event was when someone anounced that the last subway was about to leave. And the good byes. Cause this is me leaving. Bye bye. Moving. I will not be living here anymore. And I will miss my friends. They're irreplacable. Of course, don't wanna be too sentimental, I'll be back for christmas stories and I am bringing my two best friends with me overseas. Comfort. Sometimes it makes me feel a bit fortunate to have friends like this. Cause I am.
Well the night had everything one could wish for. Good music (grace à Naomi), long lost and newly found friends, some bubble from France, a Kiwi Haka (War dance) and an attempt to qualify for Swedish Idol.
Hugs and kisses and laughs and smiles and winks and whistles....
(Tack för igår Mange! Jag hoppas att vi inte lämnade det alltför stökigt och att grannarna inte slänger ut dig. Det var underbart lyckat!)
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