New Year's Eve Party

             I don't know what happens in Asia for New Year's Eve but over here, it's always pretty much the same. Friends gather and eat (or drink) their way to midnight, they cheer, kiss and keep on "partying". The older you are, the more you eat a beautiful and (really) long diner. My mother began eating around 9.30pm and was still eating when the new year knocked at the door...


              On the other hand, the younger you are, the more you drink. As I crashed in Brittany kind of out-of-touch with many friends, I wanted to spend the night with my best friend. The thing is, he was invited with friends of him (that I know but don't consider as friends of mine) to someone's place. He didn't know the host but knew that the party would just be about drinking.

              Best friends being best friends, I decided to stiffle my reluctance and go with him. After my job, I took the bus to Brest and joined Thibault at one his friends' home. We were supposed to eat there and then go to Nicolas' (the unknown guy who loves to drink). Eating was pizza and crackers. Yeah, they are French but they are young and could not care less : no beautiful and delicious French food...
            At Nicolas', I resisted for about 2 hours. It was just not fun. The people had their own jokes that I didn't find funny and the atmosphere was not merry at all. I just didn't belong.



            So I called Thomas, one of my best friends (and, as it happens, my ex-boyfriend) and check if he was partying at home. He was, with another friend, 3 other guys from university and about 25ppl that I didn't know. I just knew it would be better. My best friend, Thibault, really wanted to come too but had to stay at the other place so I went alone.
           And I was right... It was priceless... One of my best partys :)

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           Actually, the fact that it was New Year's Eve did not really matter for me, I just wanted to spend time with friends I hadn't seen in a very long time. I arrived 10min before midnight and got caught by the "we are young, we are crazy, we love each other" atmosphere at once.

           Maybe it was because one of the university guy (that I almost never spoke to) jumped in my arms as soon as he saw me. Just too happy to see me, as it seems... All modesty put aside, I was quite happy of that :)

          Once Séb let go of me, Fabien jumped in and kept a grip on me for about 10min, preventing me from jumping into the arms of Arnaud. When Thomas finally got rid of some other friends, I jumped into his arms too, spilling some unidentified drink in the kitchen. I could not care less. I love them !

Me, Thomas (Tom), Arnaud and Seb

                Nothing extraordinary about the party in itself. I was just delighted to see Fabien and Tom again, I discovered Arnaud and Seb for real, plus met some other guys that I had heard of but never really met. And you had all the friends invited by Tom's sister, who were 2 years younger than us and helped a lot to create the festive atmosphere.

Heeeeeeeyy, Macarena !

                I spent at least one hour in the stairs with the guys (yes, I'm always friend with guys, so what ?), danced Salsa with Fabien and a kind of balley dance with an unknown guy, jumped in friends' arms again and again and got all the hugs and cuddles I had missed in the last 16 months...

The VIP corner on the stairs :)
From up to bottom : Sylvain, Corentin (a.k.a Jar Jar Bin, for me) and Arnaud

Plus Sébastien, one of the craziest guy of the evening...
What's really fun is : my brother's name is Sébastien. And this guy has a sister whose name is Gaelle. So we are kind of brother and sister by name association :)

But even Séb can fall asleep... He was the first one to doze off, at about 4.30am

Jar Jar Bin, Victo (another one from university, yeeaah) and Arnaud, watching weird pics of themselves
And no, Jar Jar wasn't drinking alcohol. It's Perrier ;)

Fabien with the wistletoe
You don't know wistletoe ? For real ? It's New Year's Eve most famous plant. We tie it somewhere and people have to kiss under it to bring good luck. Supposed to be romantic and everything also. I don't know who put this one but it was pretty low... Didn't see anyone kissing under it anyway :)

              I went to bed at around 6am, long after most young unknown people had left the house, while the last small bunch of friends went upstairs at 7am. Got the chance to sleep 4 hours before getting up to help cleaning Tom's house. Part and parcel of parties at home...

              It was damn cold yesterday morning, as it was both cold and humid. But we still have frost in the morning. Proof is here, on the roofs in the center of my village :
 

Yes, it is white on the roof, believe me... :)