Ella and Ivan visiting - Thursday

Finally some of my friends bothered to visit me here in Stockholm. I think it is not a very desirable destination, because while living in England I had more mates around (even more than back in Estonia...), that is why I give extra respect to Ella and Ivan, who despite the shitty weather, came to see me here in the North.
Basically my weekend started with Ella arriving on Wednesday. I introduced her to my Lidingö family and as a group we lost our chat-roulette virginity (you better do it among your friends, because you might see a girl sucking a part of a horse's body which is used for urinating and in sexual activity). This explains, why I don't have any pictures from that night and will jump directly to Thursday.

This is my friend Ivan, who is my course-mate back in Tallinn uni. He is my only true Russian friend, which is a bliss, because jokes about communists never get old, which is even more funny, because he is nearly the only one among our course, who does not want to change the Estonian regime into a dictatorship, does not collect little ponies nor does he have the same IQ as a squirrel:

On the left the girl with a great deal of skulls is Ella, who lives in London. We have met in Estonia merely once or twice, but thank god I moved to England. She should insure her mouth, because what comes out from there is pure gold. Also she is obsessed about good music and we frequently share musical orgasms, even though I am a rookie compared to her. If you look at the blogcolumn on the right you can see her boobs, click on them, they are worth it:

Chloe - my partner in crime. How many of us can you handle?:

Anna from Iceland, being hipster as always:

Luciano from Switzerland joins in to imitate his passport picture:

Eva from Belgium and Aske from Denmark pushing out emotions:

Of course if we are drunk enough the sky is the limit. Therefore we always run on the roof.
Amazing family, Ivan and Ella compliment it a great deal:

Let's not fall off the building:

Stockholm in the background. No light pollution and you can see the stars!:

A kiss in need is good kiss indeed. Pure love:

Vogue? Harper Bazaar? We are born to rule their covers:

We are not even trying that hard:

Dental hygiene is very important, kids!:

Carolin from Germany joined. After this shot Chloe started to write on post-its and went little crazy with it (she loves me so). Now my walls are covered and my shower has a sign "Kristel is hot":

"WHY WAS THERE A CAMERA IN THE STABLE!?!? WHY?"

Later me and him danced YMCA. Good party:

Boo-donka-donk - google it:

Bottoms up!:

Hard-core kiss:

If you try to ignore all the bottles, then you see that there are actually three people at the background:

Life is so much beautiful through a drinking-class:

Ducks in heat:

Praaaazdnik!:

She is really nice! Ella said so (I think so too):

All of Eastern Europe in one picture. Long live prostitutes and cheap alcohol:

Then everyone went to sleep and I just refused to do so. The party continued at my room. Deyal and "Paula sul on poisipea"
Best friend-picture ever:

Ella and cool cans:

I think this party was very ass-centric:

While we were dancing, we made our beds:

Kas sina tead, kes sul külas on käinud?! PÄEV! Viive 46.

Memories of the summer

 The glory of analog photography is waiting for the results.

Here come the memories of the Kuru Plirr festival and I like to thank collaboration of Triin and Zenit.

 Summer in Estonia - you can't explain that:

I can feel the heat and the sweat just from looking at this picture (it was like +35C):

Taavi and Regina:

Mist makes the music even more enjoyable:

Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!

The last day of festival: "I am alive and I made it, YESS!":

Movember

 My facial hair is doing well, thank you for asking. Movember is on!

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The Quiet Night with the Catalans

 On Saturday I was so certain that I would have a quiet night in, which meant reading a lot and writing my home-exam. Since others were warming up in the corridor, I joined them and was planning to drink one beer, just to be polite. I stayed longer than I expected. One moment we were listening Skrillex (sorry God, for I have sinned) and suddenly I could see the ceiling. No, I was not drunk.Yes, seven Danish guys were so into wobble-wobble that they lifted me up in the air and bounced me up and down. Fun. Then Catalan people showed me some dance-moves and shared a drink with me. So the story began.

 In my hand you can see the "polite beer", so innocent:

I did not take any pictures before like 2AM, when everyone on my floor were sleeping and I invited people into my apartment to make less sound (I guess we failed in it). German girls joined with us:

Worst. picture. ever. yet. so. funny:

They have good music taste and they know it:

He put on everything that I own. Hot as hell:

Can you tell who is who?:

I woke up in the morning with a hangover and there was a sofa in my room. A bloody sofa:

Catalan approval:

I rotated this pictures and was so mind-fucked:

Zuuuupah!:

Let's ignore gravity:

My room was the best club in Stockholm that evening:

Must book a plane ticket to Barcelona!:

Sven was still not impressed:

Put your hands up if you like Mister Obama:

Three times is a charm:

"BAM! Easy!"

Bootylicious:

Pure joy and the mysterious Ping-pong pad, that I stole:

Ewert afterparty = gateway to heaven

 Now my weekend saga continues. After Ewert's concert we came home to a Danish party, which meant that my neighbour had a lot of friends over. A lot of big things happened.

 I still find these flags in the elevator, in the hallway, even on the ground floor and it makes me giggle.

True Danish invasion:

Just the day before we had such a good party that we broke her window. A day later she is like "Let it be, let's dance":

We had a ride with the TV-table and that's why Luciano's back hurts now:

CCPE - Coolest Catalan People Ever:

Nothing to see here. Nice lights though:

Then we found a door, which probably would take us to the roof. The moment of truth:

And it worked! The happiest moment in our life, seriously!:

We screamed so hard. One moment I had clarity: "Girl, you are afraid of heights and police will be here any time soon":

It felt like we had died and went to heaven:

Roof Loony:

...not...sure...what...:

"DISAPPOINTED!":

Aske Stick owns everything here. In Aske we trust.