February 8

2-8
So after all that hype about the seven story club we were going to go to last night, it ended up not happening for me. It’s kind of a long story. Jen had told me on Friday that we were going to meet at Sol at 10:00 last night. I got there 10 minutes late and no one was there, so I called her. She said she had sent around a message that it wouldn’t be until 10:30 or 11 that we met, and if Katie hadn’t called to tell me that, she might not know either, so would I call her to make sure. So I called Katie, and she said she knew, but she had just gotten the message a few minutes ago and had forgotten to call me. So I figured by that time it was only 15 minutes till 10:30 so I would just wait there. I was going to go inside a store to wait and get warm, but they were all closed, so I just waited outside. A little after 10:30 Katie and Sara showed up, so we were all waiting for Jen and her boyfriend. Then we get a text. The club doesn’t open till 12:30, so let’s meet at 12:15. After we’re all there already. So we have almost 2 hours to burn. So Sara and Katie and I sat in a restaurant drinking juice for an hour and a half. I was hoping to leave the club by 12:30 at the latest so I wouldn’t miss the metro home, because I did not want to take a taxi. And Sara said it cost 15 euro to get in, which wouldn’t have been worth it if I was only going to be there for an hour or so. So at midnight I decided to go home. As I was leaving, we got another text from Jen saying that she’s there and what’s happening. We’re all like: we have no idea; you’re the one calling the shots. So I just got on the metro and went home. So, all that came out of last night was a nice conversation with Sara and Katie for an hour and a half while we waited. I felt kind of bad not going to the club since it was for Jen’s birthday, but I feel like we already celebrated that last weekend when we went around and saw the Andalusian horses and all that, and I wasn’t feeling the greatest to begin with. When we were going to be getting there two and a half hours later than I expected, I just wasn’t willing to do it. And I was a little frustrated with the lack of organization involved. So I went home, read Harry Potter, and went to sleep.
I didn’t wake up this morning until quarter to 12, and then I lay in bed for another half hour. I shouldn’t be as tired as I was, but I didn’t feel like getting up. So now it’s 12:40 and I think I’m going to get some tea from the kitchen. I don’t have any plans with anyone today. I was thinking about going to some of the shops around my house. It looks like some of them have some pretty good sales. And I don’t really feel like doing anything big today. I’ll see what happens.
Bethany