New Year's Eve is big in my family.
It's part of the culture.
We get dressed up, invite the whole world over, make extravagant amounts of food, and get really loud.
Growing up, my whole extended family would get together and the party didn't end until the next morning.
This year was a little more intimate. And everyone hated it.
My brother wasn't here to celebrate. Half my cousins were doing their own things and it just wasn't the same.
Nevertheless, we still managed to have a good time.
We played board games, still ate a lot of food, listened to really loud music and ate our 12 grapes at midnight.
We're hoping this year brings us new friendships so we can have more people to party with.