I use to like the holidays but they've gotten a little wierd for me because of family issues.
I like seeing the decorations and the spirit of it from people who do still enjoy this time of year. Sometimes it's contagious and I get excited about it, in spite of myself.
New Years eve is a time of broken dreams for me. Every year, no matter what I do or where or who I may be celebrating it with-I swear, this year is going to be different-
Ahhh, baloney!
It is what it is. Until I've learned to make changes within myself, New Years is nothing more then an excuse to get drunk and act like an idiot and I'm over that.