Last Monday our friends came back from Lapland and stayed in Stockholm before they returned to their home-countries. This meant that I had the honour and privilege to live together with Sven the whole week. Chinese food, good company and the shower being high up, because Sven is a bloody giant.
On Thursday we celebrated Luciano's birthday, the Independence day of Nauru and Sven's last day in Sweden with a ridiculous load of pizzas.
The long exposure makes grown-ups feel very happy and enthusiastic
"LIDINGÖ":
My new oven finally served us all very well
three and half delicious treats :
Fuck TV, this is way better:
Ladies love to mole a heart and then eat it afterwards:
Protecting the pizza so Chloe would not eat it before it reaches the table:
Eat art!:
Luciano is getting his birthday kisses:
In food she trusts:
Poor students should not eat this fancy:
The Lidingö madness might be stupid and unreasonable when seen from outside, but fuck it, because the people here were one loco coco group-o:
We gave Luciano a Max burger and straw-glasses for his birthday.
Money well spent:
My dry period continues. Lemonade or one 2.5% beer (which in my home is considered water):
Camille, why did you not join us in August? U mad?:
When nobody's looking, he creeps towards women with a smirk on:
"Welcome to the best place on Earth. Skybar":
He has literally beer goggles:
After grand feast, one must hold itself together:
Could. not. stop. laughing.:
New neighbours entering the circle:
I entered my room to use the toilet, but this disco owl was there, so I peed on the floor:
Shake ya ass, watch yourself, shake ya ass, show me what you're working for:
This freaky Nutella lover and fox urinate hater is one of the most loveable guy on Earth. Ladies, he is a keeper!:
Nauru's anthem made us randy :
"Nauru 45! That awesome island in the Pacific!"
Aske joined us on Skype:
Luciano, bulululullululululblulullullulululululul:
Uros took the lights out, argh:
After everyone had left me; Sven, Luciano and Daniele made tea and discussed about everything. As Sven had to take the 7AM bus, we promised to stay up until then.:
4AM tea:
After some time, I was way too pussy and fell asleep. Boys continued to talk, cook and listen to music, while I was purring in the corner.
Before Sven left, I woke up, waved goodbye also cried a little. Then I thought about Feng Shui shitting (on which Sven is master about) and my mood was up again.
Nobody canna cross it!
Copyright - Luciano and William.
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