had the latest of late nights yesterday. terence turned 21 & i smell smokey. that's the last time i'm going to a pub for a friend. no matter how close we are! music was bad, my eyes were itchy & there wasn't enough space to move around. BUT it was kinda cozy.

it was nice of mikey to send us home, but i think i would have fallen asleep if not for bibi staring at me & making engine noises...