Welcoming The New Year!

This time, the new year was celebrated with much delight. It was the 1st time I went somewhere to commemorate the new year. The past years, it was just couch-potato style.

For now, I shall pen down on what happen before & after the clock strikes twelve:

Before:
Basically I could go home as early as 10am on the 31st dec, due to the fact tt my maths tutorial was optional. Or mayb better, cld hv just make a self-declare holiday since the 1st two lessons in the mornin wasn smthin of great importance (tend to sleep in em too! no surprise ther eh.).

After playing chess in maths lesson which ended by 12pm, I make my way to the rock gym in hype mode. Totally amazingly, alot of ppl were ther. I guess every1 was cheerful and was anticipating their upcoming plans for the day.

I made small talk as I proceed thru the crowd and befallen myself on the 'lucky 8' ( for those who duno, lucky 8 is the famous cue ball bag where every1 hv slept on or maybe with! hahaha!) While waiting for Terry BoBerry to appear, I learnt to play 3 doors down - this time on the electric guitar. Had to take some quikie lessons wif Naz. Damn bah-ger noe how to sings well too.

After:
*Fastforward to the interesting part..............
Hans, Terry, Hairul & girl, and me were sitting our ass off at east coast park, by the beach. It was ady 11++pm. Winner menthol (a.k.a. banana) was the brand of cigs choice of the day that we smoke b4 the clock strikes 12 (it would be the last time i smoke hopefully). It was just great sitting & smoking wif em while enjoying the cooling breeze. It brings bck the sentimental value of my old self.

Suddenly, the sky illuminated bright red. It wasn a terrorist attack or anything of tt sort. It was the flares tt had shot up frm several ships tt had lined up along the sea horizon. The public toasted and merry-making in unison.

Life was bliss.

It wasn long b4 Hairul and Terry started the ball rolling. Fire-pois were lighted. Camera was rolling. and ther was ACTION! Burn and burn the pois did. Play and play we did. It wasn tt difficult to catch the attention of passer-bys. We were too engrossed in our activities that everythin else didn seem to matter, esp our nervousness.

P.s.--> This will be a too long an entry if I was to go on any further. I shall save the remaining story for another time then.