Having no expecations and ignoring the pressure of doing the new years celebration turned out to be quite fabulous.
A very chill night followed by a rambuctious day could be my new favorite way to do it. A bar was not only open at 6am, but packed and in full party mode was more fun than any new years eve has been.
The day was complete with strange men buying us shots at 8am, dancing to what seemed to be a legit dj, my best saving me from a walk of shame, a short beach excursion and a full day of football.
It only proved even more. It's really not what what you're doing or where you are partying; the people that surround you make the memories.
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