Ah, New Year's Eve. The night that single people dread, and the night I usually spend midnight in the bathroom to avoid watching everyone else get kissed (that is, when I actually make it to midnight). I swear NYE is worse than Valentine's Day, because on V-Day you can just stay in. But on NYE you feel obligated to put on something sparkly and go out. This year I actually have a date. I haven't had a date on New Year's since like 2007 (very sad and very true). So here's hoping the only reason I would be in the bathroom at midnight is if I had too much champagne. (Actually, let's not hope for that.)
Happy 2015 everyone!!
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