My birthday was on the seventh. It was good.
I was super-nervous because two sets of friends didn’t know each other (the guys pictured above-right, who are all from my hometown, and then everyone I know after moving for Uni.). So I didn’t really have a great daytime, nor a great week because of all the unnecessary stressing I did. It went well in the end though.
So the night itself was really good. I love dancing, so it was obviously groove.
