The joy of friendship

There are many different kinds of friendships. Friends you meet randomly, friends you drink with, friends you discuss things with, friends you do sports with, old friends you meet only now and then, and of course close friends you share many things with. We all need friends. Some more than others but we all need them. One could talk more deeply about friendship and openness, but right now trollet will not take that role. Trollet had a girls night out with kärä on Friday: it was the whole deal, dinner, wine, and lots of booze. It sure was a fun night, dancing and fooling around. The funny things was that once they got to the bar they didn't talk to anyone else than each other.

They didn't need to and maybe they were not capable of it, in they state of drunkenness. Saturday morning Trollet woke up to a ringing sound. It was her dad. She felt like a zombie that could barely talk. Fredde called and convinced her to join them in the park. That was the best thing she could have done that day. It was a great day. Sun, wind, friends, park, laughter, silliness, photos and much more. They continued to freddes place. More and more people came over. Drunkenness was in the air but trollet didn't feel like drinking, So she just kicked back and enjoyed the company. Came home early with a smile on her face, thinking about the importance of lovely friends. What the hell would she do without them?
Fredde&Trollet   


Trollet with a knife...

One friend once commented Trollet in the following way: “A very special chick. The oddest i know, as a matter of fact. I don’t know what a typical philosophy student is like, but i can imagine she's not one of them. She has the drive of an energizerbunny and has ideas about most things. Quite imaginative ideas. But most of the time she's just very good company. Best of all, it's very undemanding company. She has perfected the art of being in a state of permanent carpe diem. Which i rarely say about a person.” Trollet doesn’t know if the person remember saying this, but she just found this comment which made her smile. Does Trollet still master the art of being in a state of permanent carpe diem? Not sure. Maybe she was better at it before? She hopes she hasn’t lost it completely as it is a rather good way to be.