Adventures of a Night Club Hunting Gang and a Silly Girl with her Black Boots

Last Saturday was one of the guy's, Kyle, 22nd birthday.  He wanted to go to a jazz club but the one he wanted was closed due to a private party being held there that evening. Also, jazz clubs are cool to go to unless it is on a Sunday or Monday night...that idea was shot down really fast.  So we found this club called Astoria it is on Leicester Square.  It was a cool placed that played really fun 80's music!...which is always good to dance to :D!!!! So that day I went in search of some black boots that I could wear and so I could stop borrowing my friends.  Well, I found this really cool pare at Oxfam - think goodwill.  These black boots are cowboy style with a heel....and silly me i wore them out that night.  So we go out, we have fun at the club, then we take the Night bus back to the flats.  

When we get off at our stop my feet were hurting really really bad, so doing the logical thing I, Ashley, take off my boots to walk the little bit to the flat.  Not a bright idea at all!!! somewhere between taking my boots off and walking in the front door of the apartment building I manage to cut the bottom of my foot! Oh and it is bleeding like I have never seen before! So after making it all the way up to the attic were I live, I hobble into the bathroom and run hot water over it and try to get it to stop bleeding, which I do pretty quickly.  Then I walked on it and it starts bleeding yet again..gravity gotta love it! so i get that to stop and I go to bed...oh and i never felt anything cut me.

Next morning the heel is to sore to walk on so I walk around the flat on the ball of my right foot all day.  Finally around five/six i go to soak it in the tub and to clean it up.  Once I get all the dry blood off from around it i think i see something in it.  Sooo...I get out and ask if anyone can help me and my flatmates are eating dinner and say sure just let us finish...i say okay and sit on the couch.  I then feel my foot is kinda wet.  The cut has started bleeding yet again.  So we decided that I should go to the walk-in-clinic/ER.  we get there and i get called back probably 45 mins after I have arrived...not bad.  They take x-rays to make sure that there is nothing in the cut, which there was not, and they seal the wound with glue stuff and bandage it and they tell me I cant walk on it for another 24 hrs. so no class tomorrow.  So I finally leave and 1.5hrs after we (Sadie, Emily, and Liz came with me) came...not bad! 

Moral of the story don't take your boots off until you have entered the front door of your apartment building!

AND..... since next week is fall break there wont be a post for a while...i really don't want to lug my laptop around Italy and it might break, which would not be good and then i would be sad :( BUT i will take my journal SO i can keep track of all the things that I do! the good, the bad, and the ugly! 

love ya MMMUUUAAHH!