Yesterday was epically amazing - went to Brighton with college to see the music college there, and then had 3 or 4 hours off, in which my and my group of friends decided to get pissed. Hence, off we ventured, found a nice place [where I, despite being a year too young, got served - with older people, I guess], sat down, I had a couple JDs, veeery nice. The next place, the bartender basically told us to buy their cheat card for £1 to get certain drinks on the cheap - £2 for a pint and £2 for a giant bowl of chips? All gooood.
Then there was drunken hilarity, one of the dudes ending up in the ladies, my talking to a guy on the course I'm desperate to be friends with [and him actually treating me like a friend, rather than a friendly acquaintance], and, of course, drinking on the coach. You have to sit at the back and hide behind the next seat, be really sneaky about passing it around - not easy on a coach! But worth ittttttt.
Plus we've decided to carry on with our band out of college, weekly rehearsals then a few gigs 😀
And I've lost enough weight to fit into my nice blouse. Hurrah for the last awesome few days.