My love. New Years Eve.

New Years Eve is my favorite holiday. I love it, for the same reasons I love Halloween and the Forth of July, it's all about PARTYIN' and being with your friends. But to be completely honestly usually New Years eve is a let down in some way. One year I suck at a house with a crying girl in the bathroom, waiting for her boyfriend, that she had recently cheated on, to comfort her.... One year I got tricked into sharing a bed with a stranger.... and one year I went to a stake dance by myself....  Anyways, I still love New Years Eve.

This year I did what I do every year, which was actually comforting. I went to a friends house, dressed in the sexiest skirt own (... yeah not very sexy), and the same one I wore last year. I was over dressed but whatever, it's New Years and you should dress up classy and slutty. I sat around soooo bored waiting and waiting for it to be midnight. Then at 11:20, being the DD, I had to drive some fellow party-ers to the grocery store. There I bought some party hats and those blow thingys to liven up the party.

Here is a my friend, Blake, being lively.

Then we all went upstairs to counted down to midnight and watch the Space Needle fireworks and you know what happened next. Some one then made the comment "I have spent the last 3 year in this same spot at New Years....." I then thought "holy crap, so have I"  but you see the difference is I have done a lot of things in those days and months between New Years, or at least I hope I have. New Years is a time for people to write resolutions but I just don't believe in that. I make goals through out the year. For years I struggled to think of good resolutions until I just gave up because it was ruining the party aspect of the holiday. If you want to change something in your life, do it when you think of it. Don't wait for some day on the calender to start changing. New Years Eve is about celebrating a new year. Looking back at all the good thing that you've done and all the great things that have happen and then getting excited about starting a new year. It about having a good time. Don't try to make it like Christmas, all stressful and perfect.

Side note: I freaking hate how the gym is packed in January. I just want to yell "GIVE UP, you'll never make it." If you didn't do it last week you won't do it next week.

We then popped a bottle.... and started doing fireworks, which was new and different from previous years. I brought the fireworks and started it. I was very proud because I usually (never have) brought an activity that my friends enjoyed. I even got thanked and recognized for the great idea. Then Jordan got out his BRICK of bottle rockets. I also had bottle rockets but I left them at home on purpose foreseeing what would happen next. I thought for sure I was going to be driving some one to the hospital, as the guys drop lit bottle rockets on the ground and watch as all hop around like idiots trying not to let it explode on us. Luckily they were lighting off multiple bottle rockets at the same time so the brick was gone fast....

Then some party-ers decided to climb across the 12 foot high, stone fire place. One was successful... the other not so much. I didn't take any pictures of this because....  I really didn't want to take pictures of what I was sure would be a death.

Turned out to be another great New Years Eve.

They say hind sight is 20/20. I say hind sight is bliss. I'm the kind of person that lives in the past. I always wish I could go back. Back to high school, back to the summer, back to California. People always give me a hard time about this, but guess what I don't care. I have realized that no matter how crappy the present is, in a few months or even days I'll want to go back. So take a deep breath and a few pictures and just remember how last year was so much better and smile because soon you'll think the same thing about today. (except freshmen year in college)

 Here is me and Blake right after the count down. He is my favorite person to spend News Years Eve with.

 Jordan and I

And these 3 crazy guys. Best Friends and yet they have a limited amount of pictures together. I find it kind of sad but they don't seem to mind. That's the difference between boys and girls.