I Came To Dance, Dance, Dance...

I haven't been on a night out for over a week which, in student time, feels like forever. My last night out was Tuesday before last (see the picture with a wonderfully decorated Laura above), when we went to a night known as Underground Rebel Bingo which is as it sounds. We all got a little overexcited with the marker pens, and Laura definitely took the brunt of it, although having people play noughts and crosses on my back and scribble "call for hot sex" across my arm left me pretty colourful as well. So, tonight, I am off out with some of the people I was in halls with last year. The nightclub is questionable, but the music is a perfect mix of everything and it is always a good time when there's a big group out. Not to mention the events that will leave us with the opportunity to gossip in the morning...