Ivan moving to exile.

Ivan moved to the Netherlands and left me all alone with our retarded university system and 

course-mates. I will never ever forgive him, but still wish him good luck. Hope you come back alive!

Before he went to exile, there was a goodbye party.

 Drinkies, pizza, ping-pong competition and as a cherry on the top, a quiz round. 

Mr.Top Dog with a friend:

Ott put his ninja powers on and won the ping-pong competition.

(woop woop, that's the sound of the police):

He came on the third place and I just sat next to him and drank wine.

All the rolls are in place:

It was all rather fun until we came last in the quiz-round with a group named "Tolerast":

Long live Vanja, who sent me the most postcards, when I lived in Stockholm.

Pay back time.