Anyway, halloween just came and passed. I went to a party both Friday and Saturday, which was great really, but sortof draining. On Saturday I went to an old friends house, she has a halloween party every year. It was OK i guess. I mean, I got proper drunk and everything, but there is this thing where every diffrent gang has its own way of entertaining themselves. Well, this gang apparently like fucking BOARDGAMES. Yeah, you heard me. I died a little inside for every minute that passed... *sniff* Luckily there was a drinking break! So I practically drank my sorrows away! It was kinda nice to see people from my old crew again tho...
Saturday came, and I was half-dead. I was supposed to meet up with the peeps at 4, but I just couldn't manage it. So, I spent a few hours in my chair, trying not to die on myself. Cus, you know, that would've been bad. I traveled in alone, only to narely miss the train. Like, I was sitting on one side, only to see that my train just arrived on the other side... Hah, you thought that Jamacian guy on TV could run. I made it, and I went directly to Charlies house where the guys waited. Seening as it was halloween, I was dressed as a ninja. Nothing fancy tho, a ninja hood made out of a t-shirt, a katana and black clothes in general.The hood was kinda warm to wear tho, so it didnt last long. Anyway, we hung out, ate some pizza, followed by our epic trip to the cave of Høyenhall. Where we burned our bad memories in a big fire, including a sheet of paper where people had written down names of people they hate. Was good fun. Exept for the part where I tripped 2473284 times going up and down the hill, resulting in my clothes in smelling and looking like crap... Oh well!
Its the Day of the Dead people, wear funny hats and burn candles. Sapped, out.
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