Was late getting to the pub yesterday, Mum had made a special meal just for me as a surprise. I felt really bad when I realised, but she hadn’t said anything about it and she must have thought that I would go out with my mates. She pretended not to be too disappointed, but I knew she was really. We ended up having a rushed dinner. . . The pub was fantastic though; it was as if it was everyone’s birthday at once. Today we’re slobbing out at Imogen’s watching DVD’s and then going to the pub again. I’m going to stay over at hers – just because I can. I don’t have to be at home revising.