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Tjueti, a summary - part 1 / 3

(free told by memory, blog, photo proofs and organizer for 2010.)

January
The first thing I wrote in 2010 were: It's a new year and a new decade. Tjueti began on the very best way: I woke up smeared her boyfriend at a too narrow couch in a basement room without oxygen, in a house that was characterized by a heidundranes party, and without a hint of a hangover.
No Photos from January, and it can probably be explained by that I worked full time on the menu for a week, read the syllabus when I worked on the Menu, and had home exam in a week. Dessie and I was in love with Side track of the Oslo pub s, we and all Alkis and I saw Avatar in theaters and got me late Elvebakken-reunion on the town. Also, I visited Uteseksjon for the first time and greeted Rita was supposed to be my mentor while I was there from the 1st practice February 9 June. Me and my mom was in Bodo, visiting family, and I learned the hard way that there is just enough suck to sit on an airplane when you are still småfull after last night. Andreas and I had a birthday, but I really do not think we celebrate, or maybe we were out and ate.

February
February began with my first day in practice. Practice was very nice and very cold, I found my first called for young people - which in the course of practical training would prove to be my super talent. We saw Where the wild things are the cinema, Simen celebrated his birthday, I drank both beer and wine and danced and smiled. I visited Andrew in Kristiansand. We stayed at the hotel, I drank military buddies Andreas under the table, and the day after I slept like a baby the whole train ride home to Oslo. The rest of February, I had six-day weeks with both practice and extra guards on the menu, I walked around in a sort of zombie-chronic condition, and there was nothing worth mentioning.

March
long patrols in the sun with Uteseksjon gave me butterflies in my stomach and freckles on her nose, and a newsletter that Alice in Chains to play at Roskilde summer gave me the desire to thousands. We were with Axel and had to escape from something innpå little gentleman who thought it was a good idea to try on all participants at the party that had inward wee while (No, he is not depicted here). I saw Hustyrannen Christopher Nilsen at the National Theatre (Kulltivert I ser'u!) And we found out that friends are alright place with good drinks. Simeon had even a party and my memories from the party is even more than Blurry pictures. I pierced ear, and was with Andrew in the cabin.



April
April began with the Easter holiday, I was still at the cabin and was skiing for the first, and last, time in my life. In April, I filled in 1921, I celebrated by more than many units of alcohol, and woke up the next day and was wondering when I'd left me, until I spent some hours trying to cling to the covers on the couch while the world's nicest overnight guests cleared together all of the deposit. Uteseksjon 40-year anniversary was celebrated with a party at Rockefeller, and there's something about Rockefeller and me making sure I never go straight on the way home from there.



May
In May, there were plenty of sun. Hannah had a fantastic fun party, and the day after repaired Dessie, Carro , Ingo, Momrak, Andrew and I with Tom Waits-race, with some short breaks in the police the park to grill sausages and drink cheaper beer, and I love me Bob Greenland. Internship began to walk towards the end, and it was sad and funny and a little good. I had the night of søttendemai party, and used the tradition of the national day to be everything to hangover to care enough to move me out the door. I drank beer and blue shots and blue drinks in Christiania Marthe , took out the piercing of nipples, and celebrated the birthday of Dessie. Dessie took pictures of me while I showered, and Ingvild had a fantastic fun party where everyone was dancing and I sway at home midtpånatta.



images are either my own, or taken by everyone's favorite party photographer, Carro .

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