Had one of the nicest weekends in a long time. Spent with people that mean alot to me and have always been true. Forgot how beautiful the Cotswolds really is - truly stunning. It's also made me ask myself; I can drive now, so why the hell am I not going on more road trips?! Kind of hilarious that I'd been back in Essex less than two hours and the drama started. Seriously guys, get a fucking grip. Worst part of the weekend, a guy asking me if I was dressed up as Pixie Lott for Halloween. You know my thoughts on this.