I had such high expectations for my New Year’s Eve last year. My friends and I went to a big masquerade party complete with food, a live band, dancing, and all of your typical annoying party horns and new years props. It was a formal party that we got to dress up for. I was so excited! My first single New Year’s eve! The possibilities were endless. I had the typical New Years fantasy that every single girl has at one time or another. Go to this party, meet a special someone, and at the stroke of midnight, have a new years kiss that rocked my world! Anyone else? Just me who has this fantasy?
We get to the party and start to eat and dance. To my extreme disappointment, I’m pretty sure there were only 4 single people there that night at the party. Me and my two friends and this other guy we met, who for the life of me, I can’t remember his name. Everyone there was coupled up, not to mention it seemed to be an older crowd. Adding on to that extreme disappointment, the only kiss I had at midnight, was the kiss goodbye to my fantasy that completely did not happen. The night winds down, party is ending and we are leaving. On the way out we met a girl who was waiting on her boyfriend to come out of the bathroom. When he came out, they annoyingly started being the cutest couple ever, all in love and what not. I say annoyingly because I was hating, mad hard, and for the first time the realization of being single set in.