Pics from grad ball of my old school

It was lovely :-) My former classmates really have something to be proud of. It took them a lot of energy to put the ball together, but the things they did... amazing indeed. For a while I missed being down there and walking on the carpet, but then I thought of what Flekke is like and I started feeling like an observer. This was their ball, it was perfect and there wasn't a spot for me. And I think that was good. Afterall, we all belong to the places where we are. At least temporarily...End of my attempts to be philosophical :-)
Tusen takk.