New Year’s Eve was a blast.
For the most part, I remember. I remember drinking a glass of wine at 5:30 with my roommate, then continuing on with another during our hair and makeup gossip session. I then remember meeting Kaity and Jenn at Broadway so we could proceed to the excellent SkyTrain party, put on by someone I do not know. I remember having the best time, and feeling like a sardine (which is normal for the SkyTrain). I remember providing a napkin for Dav, whom I distinctly remember seeing throwing up in his mouth a little beforehand. Yuck. I remember getting away with all sorts at that party, such as deliberate vandalism of ads hung above our heads with a distinct black eyeliner pencil and smoking someone’s mary jane. I remember our drawn-on mustaches, and how I wanted so badly to be Hitler.
I remember having to pee. I remember getting off of the train at Main and Terminal. Sketchville, with toilets. And lots of ice. I remember not wearing the appropriate boots for the weather, and falling. A lot. On my bare knees. I remember Kaity and Jenn walking in front of me for most of the trip, not stopping when I fell. (It’s cool, guys, we were on a mish.. I understand, I guess.) I remember waiting for the bus at 9:30, deciding I wouldn’t have any more alcohol for a while. I do not remember losing the rest of my alcohol. Must’ve happened soon after the decision was made. I hope someone in need found that Sprite bottle filled with vodka.
I remember getting to Jenn’s house, and pulling my stockings off as soon as I got there, as they were falling off of me the entire route so far, and I wasn’t about to let them stop me any more. I remember leaving Jenn’s, and getting on another bus? Okay, so I don’t remember that part. I do remember somehow making my way onto the SkyTrain again. To Edmonds. Then walking (and falling) to a house party in suburbia, which was fantastic. A lot of people I didn’t know that were a little older than Kaity and I, but all in all, from what I remember, they were extremely nice people. Great hosts, and great spinach dip. I remember watching the countdown at 45seconds to midnight. I remember hearing some guy say, ‘I’m going to French kiss the closest person to me!’ and him grabbing my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. I remember heading towards Kaity and Jenn and kissing them instead. Both at the same time.
I remember Dave (I’m pretty sure that’s his name) and Jenn walking Kaity and I to the SkyTrain station shortly after midnight. I remember trying to help push a car from it’s spot, falling once more when it started moving on it’s own, faster than I. I remember Jenn pushing Kaity into a snowbank, and Kaity whipping a snowball in Jenn’s face. I remember Dave asking if they were going to be okay, not k nowing if they were joking or not.
I remember getting to the SkyTrain, and the wretched snow falling once more. I remember parting ways with Kaity, even after many drunken invites to go to her boyfriend’s party. I don’t really remember how I got home. I remember making macaroni and cheese and watching The Office until 3am, then falling asleep.
I remember waking up to some horrible bruises on my knees the next morning. Pictures will be updated, maybe tomorrow.