New year’s eve is a weird time. I always feel this pressure to Do Something, as though I’m somehow a total loser if I’m not doing something on new year’s eve. Maybe you agree with that consensus. Don’t get me wrong – I love a good party, I love fireworks, I love being with friends. But I don’t like feeling forced to do it.
I did have plans for tonight. Jake, Jackie and I were going to have a picnic and watch the fireworks, but that plan fell through for various reasons. I could go to a party at my godmother’s place in Hillsdale, which has a view of the city, but the people who will be there (aside from my mother and godmother) aren’t people I really feel like talking to. I’m still feeling a bit sick and have a very sore back from lying on the cold, damp ground at the Moonlight Cinema last night (we saw Pirates of the Carribean: At World’s End, which I greatly enjoyed – despite Orlando Bloom (he didn’t have a huge amount of screen time, thankfully)).
So I’ve decided to have a quiet new year’s eve. I anticipate that I’ll probably feel a bit sad at some point in the evening; reflecting on the year, it has been a bit of a hard slog, for me and many of my friends. Just saw a ‘recap of 2007’ clip on the ABC news and I just wanted to cry – it’s been an awful year in the world too.
But I am actually quite pleased to be on my own tonight, and just doing what I want to do – not spending a lot of money, not getting drunk, not being exhausted, not being stuck in the city and desperately wanting to get home. There will be plenty of other big new year’s eves in the future.
I hope you have a wonderful night, whatever you’re doing, and that 2008 is a much better year.