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17th January

The night I turned 25 we had first a sittin in the italian flat. I left earlier back to my appartment for helping Maritha moving to Jens and me. At midnight Christian, Maritha and Jens surprised me with Jelly shots, a movie about my "thousand faces" and a selfmade accustic song by Jens! I think we were sitting two hours in the living room, watching pictures and telling stories.
My birthday party was the biggest birthday party I have ever celebrated. At the same time it was a welcome party for all new students and a good bye to Ralf and Matt. The guests came almost all in half an hour. From the first I remember the names, but after a while it was impossible for me to keep in touch with everybody. Living room, corridor, kitchen and balconey were absolutely crowded. It must have been 50 people at least. Pictures by Ward.
The appartment next morning was a mess. After cleaning the statistics showed up three broken glasses, a small hole in a wall and a broken chair. But the new students committed a no-go: they drank all my alcohol. In the end of the party all my wine and beer was gone, but I did not drink it. Really not cool. And Kylie lost her spot at the bathroom door. But she is well and will move back as soon as I get some tape.

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