well friday night didn't turn out quite like i expected. i met up with a few friends outside of blå, but when we got inside one friend was missing. she was right behind us in the queue, so we though she was just talking to the guard or something, but when she didn't turn up in ten minutes we got kinda worried. so we tried to call her, but she didn't answer, and after a while we went looking for her. trying to fint someone in a big city is sorta hopeless though, so we went back to blå and saw a few bands. which was nice. but we were really worried and kept calling her all the time. after a couple of hours we went home, and decided to call her the next morning. we couldn't really believe that anything dangerous had happened, i mean how do you get kidnapped from a queue full of people??
though the next moring she still didn't answer the phone, so we went to her house across town and knocked on all her doors for ten minutes, and seriously, i was worried to death. but then we look through her bedroom window - AND THERE SHE WAS, SLEEPING. gahh wtf? ******, you are in so much trouble! hah.
saturday i went to yet another birthday party, apparantly there were alot of fucking going on in the summer 18 years ago. anyway, it was really nice, tapas, cuties, and endless amounts of champagne (well, almost), and the weather was perfect so we mostly hung out on the balcony. did i mention that i love spring? i love spring.
and if you missed it, you can read the article from dagbladet here.