New Year's Eve ; The Nightmare

"Come on we're going to be late, leave the dryer alone, you've been fixing your hair for the past half an hour, I am a woman and it took me less time to fix it at the hairdresser's", this was the sentence that changed my New year's eve into a nightmare.

25 December 2010

"What are your plans for New year's eve?" asked Christine "we have no plans yet, if you guys like, we can do something together".
In the last 25 days, all I've been talking about the same subject; New year's eve. You know this period of time where everyone is telling you about the last couple of eves they had with their families or friends.
"New Year's Eve is like everyday" this is the sentence of people with no plans, the second you invite them they agree and start inviting other people to your house.
What is a nightmare?
For me it is being in a place where there is a lot of people that you don't know invading your territory. GOD, it's cruel to spend a whole evening meeting new people at the center of your place, while what you had in mind was to have a good time dancing and singing and celebrating. what a nightmare.
New Year's Eve , the day that will keep you writing the last year number for like 3 months, and with each time you do this mistake you will curse, at first it will be funny but then , a nightmare.
A lot of behaviors rise up around New Year's eve, a lot of fights. You know the kind of people that pressure you to spend New Year's Eve at their place and mainly that person is your aunt or uncle? This kind of people can turn your special night into a nightmare. At their place everything is on schedule, you enter the door it is all exciting you laugh you chat, it is good to be there. You sit, you eat, and it is silent all of a sudden; the TV goes on and five, four, three, two, one, Happy New Year. What a nightmare.
This aunt uncle scenario is terrifying, let us see other places. What about restaurants and clubs? The land of celebration. Here's how it goes, you enter this place of light and music having the best dress on your soft well cleaned aromatic body. You walk in people smelling your perfume, chasing you with their eyes, the star of the eve is on its way to the majestic table that is near the stage, WOW it is an amazing night. The diplomatic well structured conversation is filling the air of each table around you in this arena of celebration. The food is there and the finesse of cutting peas with knifes start ruling the evening.  The singer comes in and bang , drinking jumping laughing, crashing all kind of respect and dignity left around you.You are in your bed head in a bag, smelling like an old hag. What a nightmare.
Things are not that awful believe me. Until I decided to go with my girl friend to my friend's house.

31 December 2010

"Come on we're going to be late, leave the dryer alone, you've been fixing your hair for the past half an hour, I am a woman and it took me less time to fix it at the hairdresser's" said my girlfriend.
"This is why you look like having spent all your day chasing Tarzan" I remember answering.
"What? You dont like my hair do? You can tell me if you don't cause I can stay home, and you can go have all the fun you want at your stupid friend's house"
"Don't say a word about my friend he is at least more respectful than you and your sister"
"My sister is ....."

What a nightmare.