2010 - Off To A Great Start

My streak of horrible New Years Eve nights has finally ended.

In 2006 I spent the whole night in a "dating game" circle. Person A wanted B, B wanted C, C wanted D. In the end we all got nothing.

In 2007 I was breaking up with Wendy. I was on the phone from 1am - 4 am listening to her cry while super drunk. Fun times.

In 2008 I was sick from my trip to the Dominican and then stress at work. The party was ok but it was hard to enjoy myself feeling shitty.

This year: No heart aches, no breaks ups, no sickness. Just slow dancing!

My buddy from university is in town and we normally spend New Years Eve together. He brought along a couple he's good friends with. They showed up at my apartment by 9pm having already started drinking. Ira was over to hang out before he headed out to his party of the night (another fetish party).

I caught up a it with the drinks and then we got ready to head out. The plan was to hop around at several parties and then end up at a "crazy warehouse party" my friend kept talking about that was out in the middle of nowhere but sounded like a very promising place to end the night.

I stocked a bag full of alcohol. All kinds of beer bottles and a whole bottle of Bacardi rum. This bag would never end up being opened.

We arrived at our first destination at around 10:30pm. It was a tiny theatre space with 2 bars offering a slow dance party all night long. It was free to get in and cheap drinks. Once inside, we were handed a little booklet with all the slow songs that were set to play. The point was to dance with anyone you want for each song. If you didn't have a dance partner, there were designated dancers with a sash walking around, making sure you didn't feel left out. After every 10 slow songs, there was a 10 minute "break" and they switched to more dancier tunes.

Entering the dance floor, even at 10:30pm is was off to a good start. A lot of people were dancing and seemed into the fun of the whole event. It was quite entertaining.

So much so, that we never left. And with good reason!

It felt very High School-ish but unlike my high school experience, I had no trouble dancing with multiple girls. Everyone was nice and friendly. Chatting while dancing. I met a lot of people who lived outside of My City and were either just visiting friends or lived here for school. A few girls caught my eye but I didn't feel like singling anyone out just yet.

I was dressed to impress that night, sporting a hat and tie.


Chicks loved the hat and tie! After flirting a while, I would give them a chance to wear either or both.

I was dancing with a really cute girl at the song right before midnight, so at the countdown, she had switched to dance with someone else. I was alone and ended up cheering with my buddy when the countdown commenced. No midnight kiss for me though. No worries, since I had plenty of that after midnight.

I can't remember what time it was but at one point I ended up talking to one of the girls I danced with earlier and we had our second dance together. She was at the party with a friend who lived in My City and she was visiting her.

Seeing that they were 2 girls and we were 2 guys (my buddy's friends had already left), I called my buddy over to join us. I went to get another beer and saw him kind of dancing with the girl I had my eye on (it was at a fast dance period of the night) and I did something totally out of my character. Instead of letting it go, I whispered in his ear that I had my eye on her from before and asked if we could switch girls. He was totally ok with that and we swapped places casually.

It turned out that the other girl had a boyfriend who wasn't at the party but I could tell that the girl I was with was enjoying my company. It switched back to the slow songs and I asked he dance yet again. By now we had danced 3 or 4 times and we had been there well over a couple of hours so I decided to see if I could make a move.

I noticed from most of the girls I danced with that they would put their hand in mine if they were just being friendly and having a dance. However, I could tell that when you held hands with your fingers crossed it felt a bit more intimate. So, I came up with a plan. We started dancing with hands held the normal way and then I slid my fingers around hers and pulled her in closer to me. She didn't reject the advance so I put my head down closer to hers (she was a lot shorter than me) and finally moved in for a kiss.

We ended up dancing and making out several times. At times she was concerned of finding her friend but wasn't in a rush to get rid of me. She was winding down at one point by the bar but (and I owe this person a lot!), a bartender handed her a free glass of champagne and she had renewed energy!

Eventually, the 2 girls decided to call it a night. I might be wrong, but I'm pretty sure that it was her friend who recommended I giver her my e-mail address so she could get pictures I took of all of us earlier in the night. So I did.

I don't expect anything but regardless I had fun. My buddy kept telling me the whole night (and even this morning - he crashed over) that she was a real hottie and he was proud of me. Um... OK. She was hot though. She looked a lot like Emma Stone (from Superbad and Zombieland).

I would had been content already calling it a good night but then things got even crazier. I had a lot of potential for more but I didn't pursue much and then missed out.

First a girl walked by me, grabbed my hat and then started to pose for my camera. Then she grabbed me kissed me quickly and pulled me aside. She said she wanted to tell me how beautiful I was and how she loved me or something. Weird. Then we hit the dance floor and I could have made a move but she just went up to another guy and started making out, so I ditched that scene.

Even later in the night I was talking to a friend and then another friend calls me over and introduces me to 2 girls he's with, 1 of them looking for a dance partner. I accepted and we danced for a few songs in a row. She was really hot and was dancing with me really close. I should have made a move but waited too long and then a guy I know came in and took her for the next dance. As soon as I left they started making out. Oh well.

Not much happened the rest of the night except near the end I tried making a move on a 4th girl. I tried all the same steps as I did with the girl i made out earlier but when I got to the kiss chick, she pulled away and said "thank you for the dance" and walked away. It was nice that she sounded sincere but was also letting me know she just wasn't interested in making out.

The place shut down at 5am so my buddy and I high tailed it to a pizza joint for some grub before crashing at my place.

So, a night of slow dancing, making out, hot women, crazy chicks, alcohol and good company. 2010 started off with a bang!