Thursday,February 6, I left my room as I do everyday to go to school but something was different. When I arrived at St. Edward’s, the american students wished me happy birthday and I didn’t realize why I was receiving so much attention.
Then I asked Esther if she knew why the american students were wishing me happy birthday. She told me “because we will be going out this evening to celebrate your birthday”. But my birthday was the day after but why would we be celebrating this evening ? Next day I had to be in Paris to visit my family and old friends. This day felt so long. I am quite sure because I impatiently waited for night fall to celebrate. At 4:15 in the afternoon my last class lessons had begun. Only ten minutes passed and I began to look at the clock”tic tac” it is way slowly. People could read the tiredness on my face, my eyes swayed a lot. I just wanted to leave the classroom as soon as possible. “Tic Tac, Tic Tac” the annoying noise in my head turned again and again, as if I was in clock world. Tension was released when we started to play a game in groups. The game tested our knowledge which made it a lot more interesting. Strangely the clock has gone twice as fast and all of the sudden. Class was over. My mind was filled with different kinds of scenario for the night.
My head was like : ” what is going to happen this night ? ” “How many shots of vodka or whisky?” “How many people will be here ?”. Too many questions for the night right. I was on my computer when Ismael called and told me that they were ready. I was shocked and happy because it was 8pm and I wasn’t even ready to go out. We always went out at 10pm or later. After Ismael’s call I hurried to get ready. I took thirty minutes because I didn’t know what I should wear to stand out. Now I was ready to party in my new blue clothes.
My friends were in the pub preparing for everything. It took five minutes to walk to James Joyce pub. When I arrived at James Joyce, I was surprised to see all of my friends outside James Joyce. When I saw their faces, they had worry looked because the bartender didn’t reserve our table. I feel a little bit sad about this but I didn’t care because James Joyce was too usual for us. So we decided to go elsewhere, we went to another bar and we found a good one, but with bad music. That is to say it was bad for me at least. The bar was called “L’irlandais” and it was bigger than James Joyce. When we entered in the bar, the bartender was like “Who are you?”. I mean he questioned our arrival. When we sat we ordered a lot of alcohol. It was 9:30pm by the time we drank half the alcohol. Then I decided to make a speech for ending the evening because american students didn’t come. I made a five minute speech. I think I was tipsy but I would make this speech to thank them. ” je voulais vous remercier d’être tous la ca me fait plaisir and so on.” There were not a lot of people but all I needed was my closest friends.