Saturday, September 29, 2007

that friday night margarita got a marriage proposal

No essay deadlines could stop us from having fun yesterday. We found this great bar, with live band, pool, dartboards and foosball.




Ben, who was my foosball partner with Amani. Ben and I were good foosball partners, we beat our Swedish opponents 4 games to 1. We could have made money, damn!



Margarita, who got a marriage proposal from some random drunk guy. I never get marriage proposals, not even from drunk, random guys.



The three musketeers who were friends since 3 years old. Goofy, politically incorrect and fun.



Ronja and Ben, who apparently do not know Led Zeppelin, a personal insult to one of the musketeers who thought Led Zep was the greatest band ever.



Alcohol, not a mild sedative but a happy pill.

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