new years eve baby!

hey!
well we all know that this post is late because i was busy being drunk at a club in montreal. no biggie.
so on saturday morning i got up at 7 and ready for lauren and robyn to pick me up and we met the other girls at the bus station.
i think we switched buses once on the way there and had to get off the bus at the canadian border to go through security. nine hours later we got to montreal, there was snow everywhere, and it was -3 celcius but we weren't complaining because it was forcasted to be -12.
so two of the girls walked to a hotel to pick up our tickets for the club whole the rest of us waited at the bus terminal. we had dinner and then walked to our hostel which had twelve beds in it and we shared with two american girls.
started getting ready, started drinking, took me forever to decide what to wear, changed three times into three different pairs of stockings, had my hair down, then decided to wear it up, and finally by 9:50, we were all ready. the cab came at ten, he was awesome and put the windows down with the music pumping... quite the party cab.
then we got to the club. it was one single door - i didnt even see it until the girls pointed it out - and you go up stairs to the actual club. it wasn't huge huge but it was a pretty good size.
as soon as we got there we checked in our coats and then went to the bar to start drinkinggggggg it down. because we had to drink our $70 worth of course.
the dj was fairly awesome, the guys were hot, the place was pumping, the times square countdown was on the big tv screens... it was just awesome.
met some guys that live pretty much next to me in avon at the club..
my midnight kiss was with a guy from boston and he had the coolest accent.
did a few tequila shots, played this austrian drinking game with marlies.
then at three when the club closed they couldnt find my jacket. so i had to stand and wait and wait for them to go through every single black jacket and hold it up for me to tell them if it was mine or not.
half walked half got a cab home, because we were walking on the right street but were at house number 91 or something and our number was 600 and something lol so we thought it best to cab it.
met some guys at the hostel in the what we like to call "the crack den" because it is just that creepy looking.
then i dont actually remember going to sleep or waking up at 7 for that matter lol
next blog. xo