I will keep my post- Arena post short and sweet because I've made lots of posts this week so there isn't too much to catch up on!

Tonight we had a quiz night. Soph made all the questions and the guys upstairs (Simon and Laura) decorated their flat and Jen and I went as google maps, and it worked out really well! Surprisingly well. The other teams were Simon and Lina, who went as monk and nun (which unless you know them and exactly how non virginal they are, its not as funny) and Laura and Welmoed who were jungle themed. Team Holy Rollers bought bread and red wine, Team Jungle made the jungle punch and fruit salad. We brought wedges with sour cream and sweet chilli sauce as our contribution to the party. There was a lot of food and punch and I had a full bottle of alcohol to consume (and I did). The quiz questions were mostly easy, which made it more fun, but it meant that we were all pretty closely scored. We scored with stickers on a board. Our team name was 'quiz in my pants' but later we changed it to suit our theme and became 'no direction'. But JEN, when she picked up the board, before we counted at the end, half the stickers fell off and so we lost by default. This wouldn't bother me so much if the consequence wasn't a shot of cupboard rum.

Later we played a new drinking game 'Arrogance' which basically is this: on your turn, you decide if you are arrogant enough to pour some of your drink into the communal cup. The person on your left flips a coin and you have to call it. If you call correctly, you don't have to drink the communal cup, it passes on to the next person and if you call it wrong, you have to drink. If a few people are arrogant and add the the cup, but call correctly, the cup continues to fill up until eventually someone loses, which is 50/50 chance each time obviously. And it's gross, because nobody wants to drink red wine, mixed with punch (fruit bits included), mixed with cruiser and rum & coke. But people sing at you until you do and you just chug it and it's not so bad. And it's free alcohol. Not that drinking and going out isn't cheap as chips here.

When we were out, Olivia, who is my club buddy, was pretty smashed. Like, not passing out or bad, just drunker than anyone else to the point where as long as you are comparing yourself to Liv, you feel pretty sober. Whenever we go out, we always pair up. Though Jen is my closest friend, when we go out, she tends to stick with Welmoed. Which is fine, she is totally allowed to have other friends. I stick with Liv, who is the cutest, most affectionate drunk. It gets me a bit muddled to be honest, because she's pretty and my friend and whatnot but mostly it's just nice.

I'm home now, talking to Mia, but I literally do not need to hear about another sexual assault on one of my girl friends by a guy I know. There is a branch of my friend group that needs to be cut off and fucking burned, jesus christ.