i spent new year's eve alone. without any friends, without my sisters, without my parents, without alcohol, without anyone random or special to kiss at midnight.
i rang in the new year in a quiet house, curled up on my couch, switching between While You Were Sleeping, and the SVU marathon on the T.V. i didn't even watch the ball drop. the only reason i knew it was midnight was because of a flurry of texts and calls from drunken friends.
it sounds lonely when you think about it, and i think i was a little sad, aching a bit inside.
but that's okay.
because i didn't want a meaningless drunken kiss with someone that i did know or didn't know. i didn't need to be hungover today, and try to piece together parts of my night, hoping that i didn't do something embarassing or ridiculous. i didn't feel like getting dressed up or socializing on a night where everyone is looking for someone to hook up with.
so i stayed home.
and i'm okay with that too.
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