Steff.me

I’ve just got back from a Foam Party at Warehouse, here in Exeter. Well, maybe not just got back; I’ve just got out of the, much needed, shower. My ears are ringing, I can still taste me cheese burger and I swear I still have some confetti stuck to me somewhere. Not a bad night, all in all!

Chris (Nick’s brother) has come back for a bit to visit as he’s finished Uni for this year. Been as everyone was being incredibly miserable and moody, it was really nice to have someone has bloody happy as that with us. -grins-

It was weird, today, despite the fact that some people acted like total arses, I honestly forgot that Chris and Nick were brothers. I suppose it was due to the fact I spent more of the evening talking with Chris than anyone else, it was just nice to speak to him. If he were in this Uni, I’m sure we would have been mates.. he’s a good lad.

I have no idea what everyone’s problem actually is, but everything kinda fell through and it ended up with just me, Becca, Pip and Chris still going out. Oh well - we had some fun! Foamy fun for everyone. I’m sure I must have looked like an arse for the majority of the evening, been as I ended up completely drenched.

The foam didn’t taste that nice either.