An American in Paris

Wow, last night was interesting to say the least….we finally decided to go out to a club.  So we obviously drank a lot and didn’t wear coats.  So we get to “Le Queen” and they were dumb bitches and didn’t let us in because we didn’t have proper IDs!  Wtf, do I seriously not look over 18 to you people?  It was ridiculous and we ended up missing the last metro home!  So we were stuck out until 6 am when the next metro opened.  We tried to take the night bus, but we ran into some random Irish man who invited us to his apartment to drink more.  I say we should have just taken the night bus…because everyone ended up falling asleep at his apartment anyway.  I rested my head on the table on a stack of napkins as a pillow.  It was highly uncomfortable, but Nick was having the time of his life.  We stayed up till the metros opened, and we all looked absolutely ridiculous stumbling through the morning metro in our going out clothes while everyone was trying to get to work.  It was also freeeeezing and of course I didn’t wear a jacket.  Ugh worst five hours of my life!  Went to sleep around 7:30 am and just woke up to go to ballet…we’ll see how this turns out shall we?