Hearts and bandages

Yes, I had my first party in my apartment today. Well, the party itself was held in our common room, since my apartment wasn’t big enough for over 10 people.

I felt dizzy after the first half of my cider. And I get serious headaches from alcohol. I should consider to refuse drinking instead. Or maybe alcohol isn’t made for Chinese people. I wasn’t really drunk; sometimes I became all naive and complaint about my looks (like I usually do as soon as I’m in touch with alcohol), huggled with almost everyone and was talking very fast and loudly, arguing with my best friend, but sometimes my mind was pretty clear.

My guests gave me some very neat moving-in-gifts: Soap, a duck to keep the soap in (it’s so cute!), chocolate (yummy), a bouquet of plastic roses (you read my mind, I usually kill cactis), a very beautiful bouquet of real flowers (it was tough to find a vase for it, but in the end I used the wasabi nuts bottle, extra credits to myself for being so clever), a bubble machine (it was difficult to make bubbles with it, but I think I know the secret techniques now) and a whiteboard with markers. Thank you so much, everyone.

Let’s see… Well, they played this systematic game that I’ve already tried from the summercamp, so I was going mad when they couldn’t let it go two hours after they started with this game. I don’t understand it. And they refuse to tell me. Stupids. I’ll never speak with them again unless they tell me right away.

I’d like to thank all of you who were present at my party:

Maral, you’re awesome, girl ;D
Lin, you’re the cutest, and thank you for persuading Lumi to tag along
Lumi, for letting yourself be persuaded by Lin
Karolina, for participating all the way from the south (I know it wasn’t the case, but well… it sounds so good :D), you know you’re very cute
Rickard, for keep telling us you’re good-looking, haha
Michael, for all your funny jokes that have entertained me when I was bored to death with your tiny brother
Sessh, for not understanding the systematic game so I didn’t have to be the last stupid one standing
Oskar, for participating all the way from the north (I know it wasn’t the case either, but… it still sounds good!)
Mike, for being my cousin four months before my birth
Daniel, you’ll always be my childhood friend
Albin, for being my best friend
Tobias, for turning 19. We’re the same age now, sweetie. Happy birthday~!