December 31st 2015
New Years is a funny time. Two years ago I was probably very drunk. The great thing about New Years is that you can get as drunk as you want and not have to worry about looking like an idiot in front of your friends. Most likely because they are probably very drunk as well.
So as we move on to this leap year, 2016, the 16th year of the third millennium, feel free to get as drunk as you want with friends and loved ones because that’s what New Years is all about.
I really hope that you were able to go a friend’s house party and not have to dish out $100 bucks at some club so you could drink washed down liquor until 1am. But if you DID, that’s totally cool. I hope that you were with loved ones.
Either way, please rest assured that all of this is better than being at Times Square. As a foreigner from Argentina, it was always extremely romantic to watch the ball drop on television. I often thought to myself that if I was ever living or even just visiting NYC, I would go watch the New Years Eve Ball descend in person.
However, after moving to NYC and speaking to friends who have actually gone, I found out that many use diapers. Yes, you read correctly, adult diapers. Since there aren’t any public bathrooms and you have to wait for hours on end, guess where you go when you have to go? And I don’t know about you but when it’s cold outside, I have to go even more. Sad face. Hashtag “getting old”.
So to sum up, get together with friends, get responsibly drunk, celebrate and for goodness sake, stay away from Times Square, unless of course, that’s what you want. I don’t know. It all depends.