02.01.99 - Who did you snog at midnight?

Well here is 1999 at last and it begs the question... who did you snog at midnight on New Year's Eve? Hehe. This year was the first ever year that I was not around my family for New Year's Eve and by it was SO refreshing to have that change I just can't tell you how much I enjoyed the atmosphere of being in a club during that time. I suppose I should answer my own question but the truth is that I snogged five people at midnight and I don't know all their names!

I didn't really drink that much even though I am sure its tradition to get drunk on that night but I had such a good time that it didn't matter. I went into London after work so it was lucky that my boss decided we could go an hour earlier but that didn't mean I had time to eat. I was worried about not eating anything because I knew I would be drinking and if you don't eat... whew...the alcohol just goes straight to your head! I met up with a friend and luckily he hadn't eaten either so we trooped into McDonalds where I had a quarterpounder with cheese (oh God, I've just made myself chronically hungry by talking about food!). We had a couple of drinks at the pub and then went to a club that I had never heard of before in the basement of a pub. It was fairly deserted and I was worried it would stay that way but by midnight the place was heaving with over 300 people and the atmosphere was fantastic.

A girl named Tracy was sat next to us and she was such a good laugh and a guy named Tyrone and some oriental guy sat on the other side. The oriental guy's name was "Fun Kim" or something...and Tracy shouted at the top of her voice "What? Like 'fu**ing' only different?". Hehehe, for the rest of that night the poor guy had a multitude of names from "Fu**ing" to "F**k Me". Towards midnight I had managed to acquire a silly hat, a trumpet whistle and one of those little party popper things and I tried desperately not to get it all crushed as I boogied on the dance floor (is 'boogie' out of fashion as a word?). As the sound of Big Ben went "BONG!" at the stroke of midnight I let off my party popper and thus began the ritual of throwing your arms around the nearest stranger, giving them a good snog and wishing them a 'Happy New Year'.

I came away from the club with someone's card which had their phone numbers, e-mail address and name on! Gone are the days when you try desperately to scrawl a phone number on a torn shred of paper you find off the floor. Nowadays people have cards pre-printed! Maybe I should get some done.

That night was really quite 'full-on' for me in many ways. One of the reasons was that I finally succumbed and tried drugs. I guess I should be careful admitting to criminal activity online but I don't know of any police officers who read this so what the hell. It wasn't what you call "hard drugs", I just smoked half a 'spliff' and sniffed some poppers (which are actually legal in the UK anyway). The spliff was not exactly what I expected and I must say I find it overrated. All it did was give me a bit of a rush to the head after a couple of smokes similar to the kind of rush you might get with a lot of alcohol. I guess the difference is that the spliff works quicker and has a more lasting effect (I still felt very lethargic from it the next day). Sniffing the poppers (amyl nitrate) freaked me out a bit. They did give me the kind of rush to the head I was expecting but they made me feel very sick after a while. At one point I started sweating and had an awful headache and I was mildly panicked by the idea that I was about to have a heart attack as a result! I just had this scenario run through my head of my parents being called to hospital where I was admitted and me having to tell them it was from sniffing poppers. God, what a nightmare. Never again. I was just too zoned out after both the spliff and the poppers and wanted to sleep it off. I'm pleased I've finally tried them as curiosity would have eaten away at me until I had done so. Luckily I was not impressed with either and don't intend to repeat the experience any time soon.

New Year's resolutions....blah blah blah. I don't usually make them but I think you already know my two for this year. One is to get a new job and the other is to move out of the family home and into my own place. Watch this space.

I went into town today and bought the magazine "Computing" which has LOADS of IT jobs and advertisements so I expect I will be buying that regularly (not sure how often it comes out but this issue is dated 10th December...bummer!). I forgot to buy a 1999 calendar for my room. I always have a calendar in my room and this year no-one bought me one for Christmas so I have to go hunting for my own. Maybe I will wait and see if someone puts a decent calendar in the sale. Then again... I might be left with all the crap to choose from if I wait for the sales. I did buy a book today but I haven't been much of a reader just lately and I have so many books from ages ago that I still haven't read yet that I may take a while to get round to it. The book was "Notes From A Small Island" by Bill Bryson. A friend recommended his books to me and I read a couple of paragraphs of this book in the shop which made me chuckle so I thought I'd give it a try. I'll let you know if I get round to reading it and what its like. I'm sat munching on some "Old Jamaica" chocolate from Cadbury now because my talk of food earlier made me hungry. I've just decided that it's not satiating my appetite so I am off to the kitchen!

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