Late last night me and my best buddy randomly decided we wanted to go out. So we did! It was a rush but made it out for 11pm. Well we crammed all of our drinks into the space of an hour so got pretty drunk again. The Boyf had a stress at me because i was going out and leaving him on his own but we managed to sort it out. I'm not staying in just because he wants to! it was a pretty fun night. We danced the night away as usual and i got told i look like Fearne Cotton by a random guy - haha! I got home at about 3am and decided to sleep on the sofa because didn't want to wake grumpy Boyf. He woke me up early and told me to get in bed and cuddled me back to sleep which was nice so i guess he's not in a mood with me anymore. Phew! I felt like a total badger this morning. I still feel gross now. I managed to spend £30 which i feel bad about because i'm supposed to be saving money for Freshers week. Oh well! I've got a bruise on my shoulder after some dickhead threw a bottle at me when i was dancing. They were obviously jealous of my amazing moves .