It's hard to believe that I began this decade still in high school. In fact, I rang in 2000 downtown with DP and RF. Drinking from a bottle because we were too young to get into a bar. I remember it was freezing cold.
I rang in 2001, lying on my couch unable to walk as I had been thrown out of a car in a horrible accident the night before.
The rest of the NYE's were pretty standard. Bars or house parties, kissing randoms on cheeks at midnight, years that I had a boyfriend I would get to kiss him on the lips.
It feels like as I get older, New Year's Eve has begun to lose its luster. It just seems like another night and I know that not too much will be different on Saturday. I can make the usual list of things I want to change about myself and my life. I can have a drink and toast midnight with the hope that 2011 will be better than 2010. I just feel very ennui about the entire thing this year. The entire build up to one night that is never truly as amazing as I imagine it's going to be is kind of mentally draining.
Maybe something will magically happen over night and tomorrow I will feel more excited about it all.