I look around and I'm surrounded by millions of other people all crowded in the same space as me. It's New Year's Eve in the big apple and I'm in the heart of it all; Times Square. It's surreal being here on this day, I've always watched it from the warmth of my home in Florida, and as much as I imagined this moment I never thought it would be possible.

I spent years planning it all out, or more like we planned it all out but now it's just me. Well I'm not alone exactly, my roommate at college invited me and I wasn't going to turn it down. I mean who knows maybe he's here somewhere in the crowd and I don't recognize him, four years isn't that long but it feels like it. He could be that guy sneaking a joint or the guy who just knelt in front of his girlfriend to propose, or maybe he's miles away watching from wherever his home may be. I hate doing this without him, but when he left I had no choice but to move on with my life.

Rain has been continuously pouring on our heads for a couple of hours now. They keep handing us poncho's, and crazy hats but it doesn't help the fact that my black converses are going to take forever to dry once I get home. My feet feel wet and cold, and I can barely feel my legs. We've been here since before nine this morning and I know I'll be paying for it tomorrow.

I'm pushed into the barricade by a small person covered in a black hoodie and a clear poncho. Under the lights of Times Square I swear I see blood on his mouth. I try to keep an eye on him, but June; my roommate shakes me getting my attention. I look over and her friend Zane is handing something out to all of us. I see Maya throw it back into her mouth, followed by Todd and Rachel; who giggles like she's drunk. June hesitates but takes the small round object into her hand. Zane shoves it at me.

"What is this?" I ask.

"Just a little something for a good time," he says.

I'm hesitant, it's not that I haven't experimented since coming to the big apple, I'm just not so sure I want to take something I know nothing about. Maya and Rachael seem to already be feeling the effects because now they are both giggling and making big arm movements like they are walking on the moon. Zane pops two for himself and then waits for me. June takes hers and looks to me tossing her blonde hair behind her shoulders. I shrug and pop the small thing into my mouth. It burns and sizzles on my tongue and I almost gag as it dissolves. I choke feeling bile rising in my throat. My stomach churns and I have a feeling that whatever this is I'm going to regret taking it.

The ball starts to look distorted and the numbers for the countdown start to pop out at me like 3D. Rachael and Maya are making out, which is odd because Maya is very religious and has her strong opinions about certain topics like being gay or straight. Zane has lifted June up on his shoulders and I think she's pretending that she's swimming I can't quite tell. Todd is holding onto the barricade like he's falling off a ship, and for me my stomach is still churning, and if I don't hold myself together I'll throw up the bag of chips I ate an hour ago.

The numbers on the countdown start spinning as they get to ten, or is that one-hundred. Wait? What? There's no way we'd countdown from one-hundred. Something burns as it makes its way up, and I know in that moment I'm going to vomit. I need to find a trashcan immediately. I don't need the camera zooming in on the crowd at midnight to find me vomiting all the spot that Jenny McCarthy stood a few minutes ago.

Forgetting my friends I push through the crowd, the vomit pushing up into my mouth, but I clench down as hard as I can. Whatever he gave me was tainted, I just hope I don't end up dead on the street. I hear the crowd countdown the last few seconds; 5, 4, 3, 2... vomit everywhere. I'm not sure who I puked on or what I puked on all I know is there's screaming beside me and people running. I'm now puking all over myself while running. A trashcan is just inches away, I'm so close. I can almost feel the cold metal against my hands when my vision turns black.

The screams, the shrieks, and the swearing fades into a swirl of noise as I feel my face hit something hard, and then there's just nothing.