I'll probably do the same thing I did last year, which involved staying up all night drinking Dr.Pepper and eating pizza.
Yeah...I live in a boring neighbourhood, so the chances are, a party will never happen here.
Sleep late, bug my parents to take me to Times Square, fail miserably, sleep again until nine p.m., watch the ball drop on TV. I hate how I never get to see the ball drop live.
Maybe when I can drive. :/