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ughhh. im back at the globetrotter but they dont have any rooms so i have to figure out where im staying tonight.... last night i met up with azin at 530, we went and ate wagamamas then went to starbucks, and it was in-freaking-credible. it seemed like all the time from when i saw her last to when i saw her yesterday was just some giant dream and i woke up and was back where i was supposed to be. i cant even begin to describe what an instant change it made on my whole demeanor. if you know what im talking about, i dont really have to explain it more, and if you dont know what im talking about, then you wouldnt really get it no matter how hard i tried; so onto the next point. sorry for not calling anyone i was supposed to after i talked to her... i had absolutely zero energy and just wanted to find somewhere to curl up in a ball and either die or sleep (ill explain the die part when im back in town to the people who will get it and know the whole story... i dont really feel like spending 40quid on phone calls when i can tell you tomorrow in person for free). i was with azin until like 11 when i rode with her back to uxbridge, gave her some stuff i brought for her, and then tried to find my way back in the middle of the night half on foot half on bus. i talked to this weird polish guy at a bus stop at like 3 in the morning who was telling me that a month for normal people is like 24 hours for him, he rides the bus six hours every day, and is going back to "his poland" soon. then on the bus a one-toothed old lady started flipping out for no reason and screaming at the people sitting behind her. the bus driver stopped and mediated, started driving again, then she flipped out again. it was great. anyways, i finally found a hostel at like 5 in the morning; turns out they didnt have any beds, so i told them i would pay to sleep on their floor, which i ended up doing. i got about zero sleep because i was on the floor in the back part of the office and its open 24hrs so there was pretty much constantly stuff going on. it was ok though because the girl working reception was this french girl and we sat there and talked in french and smoked cigarettes and it was good for me to do something other than pine over the previous events of the night. im kinda bummed though, i didnt get to go out for patties day and i didnt get to meet up with sam, colette, holly, and anna... kinda disappointing, but not the reason i came here so its coo. oh yeah, and ill be back tomorrow bitches.
on a random note:
about three days ago my left heel started to get sore for some reason, and it would come and go in 2 or 3 hour increments and i thought it was really weird. well, its just gotten worse over the past two days so now i have random point where ill be walking down the sidewalk completely normal and out of nowhere my left leg below the knee goes into this weird, excrutiating half-burn, half-sore, half-sting pain and i have to limp around. it gets really lame.
edit:
i just checked online and apparently the only hostels in london with any vacancy at all are for girls rooms. wtf. sleeping at airport. yesssssssssssssss. ill definitely be pissed first.
on a random note:
about three days ago my left heel started to get sore for some reason, and it would come and go in 2 or 3 hour increments and i thought it was really weird. well, its just gotten worse over the past two days so now i have random point where ill be walking down the sidewalk completely normal and out of nowhere my left leg below the knee goes into this weird, excrutiating half-burn, half-sore, half-sting pain and i have to limp around. it gets really lame.
edit:
i just checked online and apparently the only hostels in london with any vacancy at all are for girls rooms. wtf. sleeping at airport. yesssssssssssssss. ill definitely be pissed first.