Ring in the New

Joy to the world, felicity to all men(and women) and a general Happy New Year to everyone.

There are various ways of figuring out that the year has come to an all too abrupt end. A nice, pleasant way is to read the often-random forwards on your phone or in your inbox, from people who you thought had forgotton all about you, and then you get lil kicks of pleasure that they haven't. Its a lot of fun wishing people and generally looking forward to an Entire Year of doing So Much in, so many possibilities and so many bad jokes to be made.

Unfortunately, there are other, far worse ways of ringing in the new year. Going (where the voluntariness of the entire trip is to be taken with More than a spoonful of salt) to a party which involves six hours of being in the bus, canNot possibly be a good idea.

The Partay

We left in the bus at 8 pm. At 11:10 pm, it was realised that we had crossed the city limits, and were pritty far from civilisation and were thouroughly lost. At 11:15 pm, a knowledgable senior arrived at our stranded locale and cheerfully informed us that we had taken a 2o km detour. We turned back. At 11:40 pm, the bus got stuck in a ditch. So everyone piled out. The Bigger Men pushed the bus. The Females stood on the road in their skimpy clothes. Which of the above was the stupider plan, is anyones guess. At 11:59 pm, we reach the blasted venue. There's a general shout which goes around to the effect of "Happy New Year". The party is...well....fun if you like all this sort of thing. Getting drunk senseless(and I'm not even going to Mention the other things), dancing to Some crappy music, and eating uncooked Rolls from Shitty Bites. I was delighted when I caught the first bus back at 2. I hear some others returned at 10 in the morning.

Gah. Give me a new year surrounded by friends and Good Food and lots of cheesy pasta(and cheesy jokes would be good, too) and book shopping. Thats what I intend to do now. And all the hung over people can sleep till 3 and feel happy with themselves.

It can't be repeated often enough. Happy New Year to all. And remind me to stay in bed next time around. And if you think this is a rant, well, you're correct.