Watched awesomous fireworks displayed over Elder Park at the stroke of midnight.
Traffic was a killer. Getting home was a killer.
Moulin Rouge was on TV. Cue tears and sobs (despite watching it numerous times before).
Went to bed at 3 am, still sniffing.
Had a dream that I was a druggie! Was with my posse when the police surrounded us. Ran towards our van and tried to escape but after a short chaotic chase, we were caught. BOO.
Was locked up in a slammer. Cops were being mean, said that we were to remain silent or they'll beat the crap out of us.
Before I knew it, I had uttered, "WHaaatt??"
And... well got beaten up.
Awesome way to begin the new year aye?
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! :D