Happy New Year 2013.
Nope, no resolution. Really no! Its same ol same ol strive hard shit whatnot. I am living reality. Scientifically proven that only "1 in 11 of us actually follow our resolutions, and 40% last for only 2 weeks". So why bother?
So how did you celebrate? Do you have fun? Are still on your New Year's hangover?
I sure did have fun. We went out to catch the glimpse of fireworks at Primrose Hill. It was raining the whole day. So the ground was pretty wet, but i didn't expect it to be that bad (feel like I was back at TITP). It was muddy all over. I actually wore my suede shoes (the fuck im thinking, God knows!), but we came prepared. Plastics, foods, drinks, water proof blanket, to sit and talk, eat and drink, while waiting for the clock to tick 12.
Somehow Keker picked a "perfect spot" according to Madir. It was all muddy, wet and obviously slippery. We sat at a slight downhill area, as the top hill was fully taken. There's a clear space in front of us, and it was horrible. Its the worst spot ever due to the condition of the ground. Yet, people kept passing in front of us, running, laughing, not knowing the "danger" awaits them while passing thru the area. Easily 2 or 3 went stumbling in front of us. Madir was laughing his ass off, like "fall, fall, fall!". That boy is a one meany bitch! Haha, but i love him! If someone fell off, its like watching a show. If they survived, he'll go all dissapointed. Haha.
So the clock finally tick 12. We've witnessed the whole London beaming under those fireworks display. There were fireworks everywhere. You actually see the whole London like 360 degrees. It was beautiful. The view was breathtaking. Having to embrace the moment with friends that i love, its a perfect 10, for the celebration. Then its time to go home. It was the scariest moment of the night. So slippery, very muddy, people keep falling off. Its an intense moment. I actually appreciate the tarred road that night. Its like a bless having to finally step on the tarred road after such a horror muddy experience.
So i missed the mud. Thank God for that. Then we walked back to the train station. It was ok full. I mean it was full, but not that congested. Its still fine by then. You can see some of them were just out for the fireworks, and cant wait to go home and call it a day. We got on the train. We're standing because the train is full. Ive notice a drunk man in front me. He kept his head down, and after sometimes he started blabbering to his friends, but only he himself understand shit hes talking about. Then he stopped talking, kept his head down again...and he fucking puked! No warning, no sorry, no nothing! I was standing in front of him! THE PRICK FUCKING PUKED IN FRONT OF ME, ON MY LEG, HIT SMALL PART OF MY JACKET. In split seconds, the seats in front of him were empty. Luckily the train stopped, and we moved to another carriage. It was fucking disgusting! But because he didnt eat i THINK, only alcohol came out from his mouth (was better than rice or pasta or wteva food..eeewww). And because he didnt fucking eat, he shouldn't be drinking that much of alcohol, thinking he'll be fine. Proper idiot that!
So i got home, take off my leggings (thank God for the leggings, thank God its winter so i wore them leggings), and dumped it in the bin! Clean the itsy tiny bitsy spot on my jacket, and dry the shoes off before i clean it the next day.
So thats how my 01/01/13 went. Great..just GREAT!
=)
So, how you celebrate your new year?
I wish everyone a joyous 2013.
Cheers to an improved 2012..2013!
-lady-
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