I hate New Year

All the pointless celebration, all the hideous happy parties and silly positivity and snogging someone special as the New Year starts.

It's always depressed me because I've never had anyone to kiss as the bells chimed and it's even more depressing now because I do have someone special to kiss but I won't be kissing him because I am stuck here and he is elsewhere. And all I will be doing is sitting in my room on my own watching TV. I am contemplating just having a bath and going to bed early so when I wake up it will all be over.