One and half weeks ago good friends Saskia, Dani and Tim held their annual birthday party at Saskia's parents garage. This tradition goes back at least five or six years, each time with a different theme. This year it was 'KIK'. The aim was to buy a complete outfit at – admittedly pretty trashy – german clothing discounter KIK for the least amount of money. At the end of the night the three winners were presented with their grand prizes: three variations of utterly useless flytraps.

Anyways, I really like these parties. For one because it's one of the few times of the year where almost my entire old high school clique comes together. And also because it's so reminiscent of the old days, when during summers there was a garage party almost every weekend – with cheap booze, bad music and the occasional teeny drama. We still got the booze and music but the drama's been replaced with drunken (pseudo)philosophical discussions :D