There were some new years’ eve and there were more new year’s eve’s and then there was this New Year’s Eve!
Years ago, I remember planning a month ahead for D day! Buy the smartest black outfit. Nails bitten coz I didn’t find the right pair of stilettos to go with the little black number. If I was blessed and those things went right then, damn!! I didn’t have good accessories!! How we’d worry if we weren’t at the best party or if my escort stood me up! Once all was in place, then I’d pray and pray and pray more, that I had not got my dates mixed up and I was in the clear for the big day! That I wouldn’t wake up in the morn to find a huge pimple on my face blowing up my confidence and my evening… we’d buy tickets to the party venue which was hep and affordable and party the night away till 5 and 6am!
Then a few years into work, a few grey strands later, we didn’t bite nails any longer. It wasn’t a thing to die for, if I didn’t have the perfect accessories to go with the dress, which I had bought a few months back for my cousin’s wedding. The acne scars defined my personality. Friends all met at the residence of one of us. The comfort of known faces. Music would be good, food would mostly be potluck. A little dancing, a little fun, loads of gossip and new year would be ushered in! Bout 2 or 3am we’d go for an ice cream and drive away home…
Then came December, 2007. Somehow, while friend were still deciding where, how and other details, I had made up my mind not to party this year. No particular reason, generally. Some thought, I was PMSing, my folks thought I was unwell, others thought I was depressed. But trust me it was none of it. Then a friend put words to my fears. He said I was scared of the 11.58 syndrome! Wassat??? Well,, he explained… till 11.58 all would be chatting, dancing drinking… from 12.02 till 3-4am whatever, u’ d still be partying.. but 11.58 -12.02 when all the couples would be smothering each other in hugs and exchanging some saliva, I’d stand by myself till they’d free themselves to wish me too!!! Oh I didn’t tell you did i?? yeah m single.. Its not a bad thing at all, at least not for the rest of the year. But those 4 seconds made me run away from new years eve celebrations this year! He was right! I was running away from those 4 seconds…
Years ago, I remember planning a month ahead for D day! Buy the smartest black outfit. Nails bitten coz I didn’t find the right pair of stilettos to go with the little black number. If I was blessed and those things went right then, damn!! I didn’t have good accessories!! How we’d worry if we weren’t at the best party or if my escort stood me up! Once all was in place, then I’d pray and pray and pray more, that I had not got my dates mixed up and I was in the clear for the big day! That I wouldn’t wake up in the morn to find a huge pimple on my face blowing up my confidence and my evening… we’d buy tickets to the party venue which was hep and affordable and party the night away till 5 and 6am!
Then a few years into work, a few grey strands later, we didn’t bite nails any longer. It wasn’t a thing to die for, if I didn’t have the perfect accessories to go with the dress, which I had bought a few months back for my cousin’s wedding. The acne scars defined my personality. Friends all met at the residence of one of us. The comfort of known faces. Music would be good, food would mostly be potluck. A little dancing, a little fun, loads of gossip and new year would be ushered in! Bout 2 or 3am we’d go for an ice cream and drive away home…
Then came December, 2007. Somehow, while friend were still deciding where, how and other details, I had made up my mind not to party this year. No particular reason, generally. Some thought, I was PMSing, my folks thought I was unwell, others thought I was depressed. But trust me it was none of it. Then a friend put words to my fears. He said I was scared of the 11.58 syndrome! Wassat??? Well,, he explained… till 11.58 all would be chatting, dancing drinking… from 12.02 till 3-4am whatever, u’ d still be partying.. but 11.58 -12.02 when all the couples would be smothering each other in hugs and exchanging some saliva, I’d stand by myself till they’d free themselves to wish me too!!! Oh I didn’t tell you did i?? yeah m single.. Its not a bad thing at all, at least not for the rest of the year. But those 4 seconds made me run away from new years eve celebrations this year! He was right! I was running away from those 4 seconds…
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