So...last night I had a bit of a tantrum. Dave and I were going to have a quiet night in, *wink* *wink* but it was a girl from the flats birthday. Now if I'm honest, none of us really know her, but we had to go out with her because she invited us, and actually she was quite a laugh! Her and Chris got on really well...*wink* *wink* but Simon was trying it on with her. Anyway I was tired and wanted to home at 11, and thought Dave would come with me, but no, he wanted to go to sixties night, which was held in the club oncampus. It was poo. No-one was dressed up, there was only about 10 people there, and I didn't have any money. So I went home, and he stayed. :( On the night he promisedto stay in with me. I had forgotten my key and had to go find someone with a phone to phone someone in my flat to let me in and just randomly burst into tears in front of Jim :( Dave got back at 1.30am, pissed out of his face and fell straight asleep in MY bed. That boy needs a good talking to!

It's valentines day next week, and my birthday on saturday, he hasn't been into town yet, I wonder what he'll get me?? I got him a cool card but not a pressie for V-Day yet, I couldn't find anything suitible. We had an Ann Summers party last week, and the stuff is going to arrive today :) so if he's a good boy...I might show him what I brought :)