Better Luck Next Time

An epic failure occured this evening. This week was my fist week of school, and I made some friends! They invited me out with them to some "it" bar and wanting to keep my newly acquired friends I decided I would go out with them.
Throughout the day today, I tried to mentally prepare myself for going to this bar. Act cool Morgan, don't be a dork, try not to dress too scandalous you don't want to attract creepers again, but you still have to dress cute to fit in with the Paris nightlife. All these thoughts and more were running through my head. I finally convinced myself that tonight was going to be fun and that I could go out and be social.
After dinner, I took the metro to meet the girls at a metro stop close to the bar. As I was walking up the metro stairs I get a call that they are at the bar, they had texted me the address and that I would be able to find it if I walked down saint-germain boulevard. Well long story short, I walked around trying to find this easy to find bar, to no avail. I am so lost. Now I had been to this area of the latin quarter before and walked it multiple times before, so I thought I would be able to find it. Nope! I finally mustard up enough courage to ask for directions only to find out the "local" didn't know where it was. So I decided to find another map. When I did I couldn't find the street on the map. Then this other dude approaches the map and asks me if I know where some other place is and I tell him I have no idea, and he was like well I will look for your street you look for mine. In the meantime (the 45 seconds I stood there) he tried to strike up a conversation with me I responded nicely, but I just really don't like being hit on by randos I don't know so after a bit I was like thanks for the help but I think I've got it, and walked the other direction from him. So I continued to call my new friends and continued to search for this stupid bar. An hour and a half later... I gave up got on the metro and headed home. Couldn't find the bar, didn't hang out with my friends, went home and put my pajamas on to watch the breakfast club. Maybe next weekend will be different. As for now I have a really embarrassing story about my first night out. Until next time. Always and Forever, Morgan