
Do you remember I told you about my roommate that got in to a pretty bloody fight, and the police showed up at my door? Well, the good thing is, he was free of all chargers, the bad one is, he got kicked out. I know, it sucks, my roommate is really cool, he definitely knows how to get a party started and what makes him even better, he knows how to just chill. No fuzz, just sitting there talking and making fun of a bunch of freaky stuff. But that's over for now. Sucks, but we'll survive. So last night we made him a goodbye party (there is probably going to be more of those), it was a lot of fun, but we all got to drunk, which was not a part of the plan at all. We went to a club called Twist and danced or ass off. But still it pisses me of that you obviously can't make any mistakes anymore. So fine, he screwed up. So what? I do it all the time. Okey, so I don't beat up a guy. But the police freed him for all charges, why shouldn't the house man do it to as well? And the worst thing, he only got 15 days to leave, how sick is that? Still, he's going to come to my birthday party and we're still cool. No one's going to take that away…
I gonna miss him big time though...
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