(Me and my girl, CK, on New Year's Eve. CK – you are amazing! Thank you for such a great time!! xoxo)
New Year’s Eve. It’s always a night that’s looked forward to by most everyone. Not only does it signify what hopefully will be a great party, but it also holds the chance of a new beginning.
I’m sure my New Year’s Eve held these things for me, but I can’t remember much of it to actually relay what happened. I will try to document the night as it went, but as the time gets later, the memories get blanker.
7:30pm – Enjoy a lovely dinner with CK and CK’s mom, where we had wine and delicious food.
8:00pm – Get dressed in fancy clothes. Realize that I hate wearing dresses. Desperately wish I could wear jeans and a sweater. Decide that alcohol will assist in forgetting how much I hate dressing up.
9:00pm – Friends arrive. Heavy drinking begins.
9:30pm – Get increasingly louder. Start to reminisce about old days with friend, who I’ve known for over 20 years. Reveal things that are awkward. Scare him. Oops.
10:00pm – Try to have a heart to heart with same friend. Can’t keep thoughts straight. Make new friends with his friend. Realize that my sense of personal boundaries when drinking is very skewed. This will turn out to be a theme of the night.
10:30pm – I actually have no idea what the time really was. Get into a cab. Make friends with cabbie.
11:00pm-1:00am –Time from this point on is very foggy. We were at a bar. Only ended up being 4 of us because other friends didn’t show. Very rude. Not too sure what happened, but what I can remember is that, at one point, I hugged a girl in the washroom because she said I was pretty; lost my nose ring; lost my hair clip; texted many people happy new year, including my family who I texted twice; and hugged the 3 people I was with numerous times and probably more than they would have cared for. All the while I was drinking. I’m not even sure where the drinks came from.
1:30am – Realize I have to go home. CK and I leave. The boys stay. Take a cab with CK to McDonald’s. It is closed. Cab has left. We decide to walk home in high heels and in the snow. Text CD to tell him of these events. Think I make him worry (love you, CD!). End up back at CK’s house. Fall UP the stairs. CK falls down. We are messes. I fall asleep on the floor, apparently. Then at some point made my way to the couch.
11:00am – Morning. New Year’s Day. Terrible way to start the new year. So very sick. Try to recount the night. Remember some things. Most of which are very awkward. Delete all photos and evidence. Vow to never drink again. Happy New Year.
I hope that 2012 will be a great year for everyone. I wish you all love, health, and happiness for this new year! I also hope that this year does not signify the end of the world. But if it does happen to come – make sure to leave with no regrets!
Love,
Bella
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