Last night precious and I went out for some afterwork, well she's studying so for her it was more of a... normal drinking session? We were both starving when we met up so we decided to fo to Wagamama to satisfy our hunger. Like two stuffed footballs we rolled out of the restarant and headed to one of the most chillaxed bars in The City (and those are hard to come across) After a mojito we decided we are too old to go crazy and went home and watched An Education haha. Very mature though. At 09.30 this morning I was kicked out of bed by this (way too eager for a Saturday) rested person who had a photoshoot to go to. I crawled home and now I'm lazing in my own bed. And I have no intention of getting up.