New Year’s Eve is, without question, the most stress-inducing holiday of the year. Think about it. Figuring out what to wear, what to do, where to go, who to kiss…so much pressure!! Fortunately (or unfortunately), not much changes from year to year. Sure, you’re not having sleepovers with your BFFs and watching *NSYNC ring in January 1st on TRL like you did at thirteen, but the anticipation for midnight’s still there along with the college equivalent of all the same worries. Think I’m wrong? Tell me your December 31st doesn’t look a little like this:
10:00 am- Wake up, check your texts, shoot a few out to see if anyone knows the final plans for the evening (because NYE plans are never final until they’re almost-happening), roll back to sleep.
Noon- Wake up for real this time, but decide clothes are overrated. PJs are the way to go, plus you’re only heading down to the kitchen for some coffee and maybe a bagel. Gotta load up on carbs early.
12:20 pm- Plop down on the couch, cell phone right next to you (still waiting for someone, anyone to know what’s going on), and select from one of the many TV marathons that currently running. Oooh, could that be an episode of Top Chef you missed? Impossible! Guess you better watch and find out.
5:00 pm- Okay, finally! You’ve received word that your selected DD for the evening (poor soul) will start making the pick-up rounds at 9. Then it’s off to some kid named Mike’s house for some pre-partying. Then you’ll be taken to your proper destination to ring in the New Year.
5:03 pm- Wait, did that text say 9? Eff! You’ve gotta start getting ready! What are you gonna wear? Those tights make your legs look chunky, what were you thinking when you put together a mental outfit yesterday? Idiot, idiot, idiot. Jump in the shower, worry about clothes after.
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