HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I HAVE NO IDEA where to begin.

It is officially a new year. January 2, 2008. Can you believe it's here already? Gah, this year flew by so fast...and it was so great, it kind of makes me sad to see it end. This year was a HUGE turning point for me personally and professionally. I have to say it was pretty amazing...and I will say that 90% of it had to do with the friends I've made and spent my time with. I know, I know...mushy mushy Jiscilla getting all emotional and stuff, but I just can't help myself. Isn't this what life is all about anyways? Family, friends...the people you share your life with? Ok, I guess I'll continue with the 2007 mushy stuff and "Year in Review" for later cause that's not what I'm here to write about today. I'm here to talk about the par-tay/cele-bra-tion!

Monday night, man, was an insane night. We celebrated the future by taking it back to the past. It was New Year's Eve 1919 up in Ang, Evange, and JTJ's apartment downtown. I hosted a Great Gatsby-style NYE party with these lovely ladies along with Jesse Lee, and the help of Brian (balloon blower), Erica (DJ Dagger), & Jessica (Barftime) Parker. Seriously, a lot of work went into it, but it was WELL worth all the trouble. Actually, we had so much fun doing it, it was no trouble at all. We started set-up at 3pm and were non-stop getting ready till the moment guests started to arrive. I played decorator and planned out the decor accordingly, fitting right into the 1920s era. It's hard to pick my favorite decoration, but I was so adamant about balloons which poor Brian knew well as he did all the inflating. (Dang balloons fell almost before midnight, too! Oh well.) I set up a photobooth in the back of the apartment with my twins lenses reflex vintage camera taking pictures that I hope come out. We had about 30 something bottles of champagne to offer, a bottle of Dom, a minz keg, some vodka?, and whatever else people brought to share. We had made all sorts of hors d'œuves, and veggies n' dip to munch. We bought excessive amounts of party favors à la ridiculous New Year's Eve crowns, hats, blowers, bubbles that didn't blow, leis, horns, noisemakers, 2008 glasses, beads, pearls, and more. I think we were pretty prepared to throw one hell of a New Year's party if you ask me.

Ever notice how New Year's Eve is almost comical? Strange things happen...people get out of character. I don't remember how, but I ended up getting drunk (something I try not to do too often), but it was all in good fun. And apparently, a drunk Jiscilla cries...a lot. I think I helped the waterworks begin elsewhere, as well. I tend to do that, but usually in the opposite way. If I see someone else cry, I will almost definitely cry with them. Erica, thank you for our touching conversation in the bathroom. Ashley (my roommate), thank you for being the bestest friend I could have. My favorite part, though, is when I start laughing at myself, forgetting why I'm crying in the first place. One second: tears, the next: I'm cracking up and falling on the floor. Hmmmm, classy. Yeah, not exactly.

Anyways, I predict makeouts will be BIG in 2008. I won't rehash any memories (I promised my friends) by bringing up specifics, but I have to say there were lots of randoms and not to mention multiple tallies by the end of the evening. I'm still shocked by more than a few of them.

The midnight celebration seemed to last more than an hour (trust me I have it all on video and some of you can bow your heads in shame, now). I'll upload footage in the near future. I took over 300 pictures which I promise to post soon, but give me some time. I'll say I'll have them up within a week, but bare with me...I'm not feeling so well after all that has gone on this week.

We were out of alcohol around 4am and had to make a trip to the bodega downstairs to restock. Somehow, we kept going and even decided to go to Black & White at 5:00 in the morning. I left the apartment totally forgetting my ID and got denied at the door. I went back to the apartment, but didn't go to bed until around 8:00. I definitely suffered from that as I lay in bed, right now, feeling like my head is going to explode and my tummy is yelling "You idiot!"


The following day consisted of sleeping, watching Superbad, moonstruck, cleaning, chinese food, American Dreamz, and recapping the previous night by looking over all the pictures and videos I had.

It was a fun time, and I almost can't wait for next year's NYE's...80's prom, anyone?