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.
I'm gonna suggest you avoid new years w your friends boyfriends to start (unless it's mine bc he handles his liquor so well, st. Pattys day 2011) and assume the worst. Your night can only be better than that. I'm personally expecting this year to involve a sprained ankle, a wet dress, frost bitten body, and having to listen to my mom say "I told you so." There is pretty much nothing worse than that.
ReplyDeleteTo be fair they were reeeally strong Jello shots and he had been drinking all day. I'm just glad I'm not in the same time zone as my mom so I have a theoretical extra hour to recover before hearing the "I told you so"
ReplyDeleteHe never had a jello shot! haha I like that logic. Damn I really hope I don't have to hear it/spend the night in the hospital frozen and broken.
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