I went to a party my friend's brother threw. A lot of people there I did not know, but when I first opened the door and walked inside a girl started talking to me in Polish. Turns out she wasn't even born in Poland and has a husband, but it surprised me because I had been under the impression that I would be the only Polish person present.
It was a good party. We played games and drank. Board games even. Downstairs there were instruments set up and people jammed and played Pearl Jam, Weezer, etc. There were enough musicians in the house to form several bands, and the covers they played were actually pretty good. Upstairs it sounded really good coming in muffled through the floor, like we were at an actual club with live music or something.
It was a BYOB type party, so I brought some strong beers and a bottle of Żubrówka. After informing some present about the ancient Polish tradition of doing shots for NYE, we gathered around the bottle and finished it off in a couple seconds. There were a couple shots left over, as I apparently miscalculated something somewhere, so instead of 1 shot I ended up finishing up the night with 4. Can't just leave unused Żubrówka shots sitting around, and at the time I felt that it was the honourable thing to do
So now I'm hungover
Our midnight countdown was almost a big failure, too. For some reason the station we were on was claiming that it was 9pm. Everybody present was too drunk to figure out how to find a better station. And so we're all in the livingroom and somebody says "Hey I think it's close to midnight!", and as everybody's starting to check the actual time, I start the countdown. It was supposed to be a sarcastic countdown that doesn't end in anything, but somehow I actually managed to start the countdown at the exact right time. Yep, turns out it was actually 10 seconds to midnight or so when I yelled out "TEN!". So then everybody joined in and continued counting down to 0. It was the best timed countdown I've ever initiated, and I didn't even mean it.