Friends will be friends.

Friends will be friends - Queen.

I really have to write something. I want to write something really poetic and all that stuff. But what the fuck? I don't do that kind of shit. Yesterday, as Marte already have blogged about, one of our best friends moved to Houston, Texas for two years. Dude, what the fuck are going to do there in TWO years? I mean, come on!

Yesterday we didn't sleep at all. No, we made a scrapbook to our buddy, with some of the stuff we did together as a group of friends. Our group of friends are really a weird gang, but yeah.

Anyway, we made him a scrapbook, meet him on Flesland, the airport in Bergen, 5 am. Yes, so we made a scrapbook to him in one night. In seven hours and fifteen minutes! I'm proud of us. 4 girls making one scrapbook.

04.30 am a cab come and got us to Flesland, we actually was there before Alexander... The reaction when he got the book. Oh mother nature, I hope I never forget his face when he saw it...

The text on the picture is Norwegian and mens: Best buddy. I miss you

When I hugged him for the last time in a half year I said something like: Have fun in USA.

And turned around and started crying. I usually don't cry in public or in front of people. When I started crying I also started laughing, and I some really strange noises came out of me. But whatever, all five of us was standing there and crying when he was leaving. I cried several times that day. When I was standing on the balcony to the twins and the three others was inside, when everyone was asleep and when I was home.

I actually started crying when I was down in the living room with my mom, sister and a neighbor, because my mom said we weren't home in christmas. But she said we are going home at least two days before New Years Eve, then I'm safe. And she said something that made me really happy, but I won't write about i until I tell Alexander.

Marte and Alexander.

Alex, Therese, Marte, Tonje and me.

So all in all, I'm really sad and a bit depressed because Alex has moved to Houston, but think about him, he has left all of his friends here in Norway. And he will come back to Norway, he just have to, or else I'm going to Houston to slap him in the face! Alexander, I love you, you're my best guy friend. ♥

~ Benedikte