All grown up

We have entered the state in our lives when we are mature. I mean, we have jobs, live in new cities and some of us even have girlfriends to whom we are engaged (not me). When we meet nothing is like the way it was. We do grown up things.

It took about an hour and then me and Cristian had our first fight. It’s always friendly though – but still. Last time was in Ängelholm and we wrestled in the wet grass and when blood started pouring we discovered that we had been rolling in a broken bottle. Cristian defeated me bad that time. The time before was in Gothenburg at some club or pub or disco and he was totally trying to push me over the line, provocing me with his snotty face expression. I managed to keep calm for about five minuted then literally threw myself over the table to smack his face. This time he was complaining over me hitting him too hard and threw me into a bench while we were waiting for the bus. It hurt at the moment. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after…

Daniel and Martin don’t fight that much. They are immature in other ways. I have pictures to prove it… but I wont publish them.