Just got off the phone with my long lost best friend Rowena, who phoned to invite me round for dinner at her new flat before we see James Blake tomorrow night.

I saw Weenz every day over the Summer but she’s been back at uni just over a month now and we’ve not seen nearly as much as each other. It’s a fact I’ve come to accept after three years of friends coming and going from uni - you can be close to someone, inseparably close but the extent to which our lives differ upon their return to uni means we don’t talk as much. It’s fine, of course, it’s always great when we finally do catch up and I really can’t wait to see her tomorrow.

Weenz is glorious and beautiful and leading a very great London life of luck at the moment. A friend of hers from uni Izzy, her parents were looking to buy a flat in London as an investment but for now and for as long as they want her and Rowena will be living there, and they let the two of them choose all the furniture, decorate it, everything. Probably a lot of the reason why we haven’t spoken as much in the last month, that and the transition into starting a new year at uni. I’ll be seeing the flat for the first time tomorrow after they moved in properly last weekend, and I’m sure I’ll be back here tomorrow telling you all how jealous I am. 

Coincidentally she rang me on her way out, a group of them are having a night out for Jas’s birthday at a club where the Made in Chelsea crew hang out, apparently. I know, how posh. It occurred to me how odd it was that as she’s about to go out I’m about to go to bed; a concept I’ve never got my head around is how uni students can be out so late yet still get up for (the majority of) their lectures. Doesn’t much appeal to me - I like a night out as much as the next person but given the choice I’d rather be in bed tucked under my duvet!

Yet I am hit with jealousy, knowing she’s living the high life studying art history, living in her swanky London pad and going out socialising all the time. We all do things at our different paces I guess and I know I’ll get there some day, in my own time.