NYE.

Was great, yet not. There was some vital things missing from my evening, especially in comparison to last year. The main, shocking one? I wasn't drunk : I'd had a fight with Ryan in the afternoon, so decided cracking open a bottle of Passion Pop and basically downing all that was a good idea, ending in me emotional and feeling sick by the time we were ready to go out. I had a Cruiser on the way, then realised police were swarming the lake, because there was no alcohol allowed : My actions that night proved how i've matured from last year, where the same rule applied. Last year, I had a bottle of Vodka stashed in my bag, with a lil bit of lemonade for the drinking. I managed to get away with it, getting myself trashed through the night, until about 2am, when the cops found us and tipped out alocohol out, me hiding on a slide behind a guy i'd got friendly with.

This year? Decided I didn't need alcohol to have fun, so went on some carnival rides and laid on the grass with my boyfriend. it was cute, and not risky at all.

Later that night, there was an announcement that a storm was coming this way, so they had to let the fire works off early. i was pissed off. But then a storm hit at almost exactly 12am, pissing down rain, thunder, lightening, the works. Ryan and I almost decided to make a break for it, but instead, slowed down and wanderered in the rain. it was weirdly romantic, even if we did end up back at mine, saturated.

Then the power decided to go out just as we decided to watch Titanic. we had torches and candles, that amused us for some time, until everyone went to bed. then I got scared because of the after effects of Paranormal Activity and slept with Ryan :P
All in all, a decent evening, made better by my boyfriend of course.