New Years Rockin' Eve

So I know that I've blogged before about holidays hijacking other holidays and stealing their thunder, but since I don't celebrate Christmas anyway I'm gonna talk about New Years Eve. Plus it's like a week after Christmas so you really can't wait until afterwards to start planning. Alright, for me, New Years Eve has always sort of been an elusive holiday. I've never had an epic New Years. I've never really even had a decent New Years. I mean, I'm partly to blame for putting the holiday on a pedestal, but it still sucks that at age 23 I haven't been able to master NYE. Here's a recap of my last few New Years' just to give you an idea of the amount of failure I'm talking about. [Just a sidenote: I struggled for literally minutes trying to decide which year to use to refer to the past New Years Eves. I decided to use the year it was on Dec. 31, so this year's will be New Years 2011. I don't care if it's right, it's how it's gonna be.]

2010: I spent the night housesitting with a friend and her boyfriend while demolishing super strong Jello shots that I had made. My friend and I watched The Hangover while her boyfriend puked red Jello everywhere. So much fun.

2009: Went to a bar in East Lansing, and I'm pretty sure this was my first New Years as a 21 year old (We went to Harpers. Anyone who knows anything about EL knows this was my first mistake. Lame). Got hammered, danced, walked home alone. My friend and her boyfriend got in an epic fight and I had no idea because I was hammered and dancing and walking home alone. Whoops.

2008: Tried to have a "classy" party with hors d'oeuvres and cocktails, but a bunch of randoms showed up and brought Doritos and beer and I don't remember the ball dropping.

That's as far back as I can remember specific New Years occasions; the rest of them kind of blur together into a pile of New Years shit. This year is the game changer, though. My roommate and two of our friends are going to a fancy shmancy party at a hotel downtown and so help me God it's going to be amazing. As soon as I find a dress to wear...ugh.


--Okay, I do remember one amazing New Years Eve, so I think it's only fair in the spirit of balance to tell you about that one. Prepare to be blown away.

1998: I was 10 and I was with my mom, two of my friends and their parents. We went to a nice restaurant and I specifically remember having chocolate mousse for desert. I also specifically remember jamming to Will 2 K on the radio. We went to the movies and saw You've Got Mail, then went back to someone's house to watch the ball drop. For a 10-year-old that's as good as it gets.