I had such high expectations for my New Year’s Eve in 2016. My friends and I went to a big masquerade party complete with food, a live band, dancing, and all of your typical party horns and party 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 year’s kiss that rocked my world! Anyone else? Just me who had 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 cannot 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 kissing and being all in love and what not. I say annoyingly because I was hatin’, mad hard, and for the first time the realization of being single set in.