Normally the pattern would be for me to get together with some friends, go hit up some random party at someone I've never even met before's house, get really, really hammered, do something stupid that I usually would regret by the morning, go home, go to bed, and wake up with a massive hangover the next morning :'D
This year's a bit different, though. My parents, erm...kicked me out to go live with my relatives down in FL, and since I know absolutely none of the people here, this year will be spent watching the ball drop on TV with my elderly grandparents. Oh, joy!
...Life sucks T_T