Tuesday, January 01, 2008

new year

Why is New Years always terrible? I can't remember having a good New Year's Eve. This evening, for me, was spent propping my friend up, paying through the nose for a taxi, pulling her up the stairs and then mopping up her sick. It was absolutely disgusting. And I was home by 10:10pm. Awful by anyone's standards.
Last year wasn't much different. Different place, different friend puking, but I still had to mop up vomit and was home before midnight. Although last year I had a boyfriend who loved me and we had quite a sweet evening together; this year I've been sat in my friend's sister's flat with her two cats while she's away in Thailand.
The year before I actually didn't do anything. I was invited to a few places but was quite depressed at that stage so I didnt feel like doing anything. So I sat at home. And pretended that I was at a party when anyone called to wish me happy new year.
I cant' even remember the year before. I was probably at a house party, smashed and high.
New years? Always a total let down.
I really hate it when people can't handle their alcohol. I mean, I have had my fair share of horror stories - the time I got lost and fell asleep on the pavement after crying my eyes out and shredding my feet on the pavemen and then was picked up by the police; millions of times when I've passed out. But I am hardly ever sick. I've been drinking since I was 15 (that's 4 years) and I've only ever been sick twice. And I can usually look after myself.
But some of my friends are sick alot. And I really hate having to be responsible for them. Every person should be responsible for themselves.
Although you do have to look out for people I suppose. I just resent having to look after people that's all. I'm not maternal. At all.
AND I hate that my boyfriend texts my friend Miss K (the one who was sick tonight) more than me. I hate that he has dreams about cuddling her in bed. Argh. She is gorgeous though. And I suppose I can't blame him for fancying her. It doesn't bother me too much, and I'm not that jealous. Actually, I'm not jealous at all. It just annoys me. But I'm a very angry person.
God I was so annoyed about tonight. How childish. I should try to be a nicer person. I really am quite horrible. Cant' help it I suppose...
I'll have to go out with my best friend before I go back to uni and ring in the New Year a bit late. I'm going to kill Miss K.

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