I was told that I wasn't prepared enough to go to a place under this heat when my umbrella is so small for a fatty like him. He kept saying he should've brought his big umbrella to avoid the sun exposure. But then, when I asked him to apply some sunscreen on his skin, he rejected..
It was rather to be boring in the first a few hours since I didn't really have any interest to do anything. Unlike him, who was reading a thick novel right next to me. I had a nap for some time yet couldn't really fall asleep as I felt like my skin was grilled by this thermal weather.
A white girl was totally told off by her mum in this nye. I actually felt her. If I was her, I would've felt quite embarrassed in the public as well...
Sydney weather is too unpredictable and changeable, which makes weather forecast no longer trustful. The last minute was as hot as a burning hot pot, the next minute was cool down with rain. During the time when panpan was away, a French guy came to me and randomly put his arm around me before he greeted. It was common to see French enthusiasm to strangers. He told me that he and his friends are tourists here for 2 months. I pointed at the blondie who was also sharing an umbrella with a group of strangers and smiled at him, and asked 'Is she your gf?' He denied, his friend next to him replied me'Just for sex' LOL Their friendliness has brightened my day even though it was only a light talk about fireworks and holidays. Later on they even took some photos with me.
To end 2013, our only truth (but no dare) game by taking turns to ask each other one question was taken the last two hours. I answered every question with all my honesty though some parts are still needed to be reserved.
Unlike the previous two years, I didn't cry this time. I still remember the year before I went teary with my deepest gratitude towards that special someone, he was there with me and being really supportive at that time. And for last year, it was quite depressingly to shed a few tears with a shattered heart. The only emotion I had this year when I watched fireworks was 2013-is-finally-over...thank god....Not much filming, photos and talking but hugging. A lot of hugs. I still have somebody to whisper to my ear to wish me a happy new year. A different guy. I guess you won't remember how beautiful the firework was but the one who went to watch it with you. What makes this worthy is how happy you share this moment of the year with somebody but not being alone. 'Scream and shout, and let it all out'...Right, 2013 is gone, welcome to 2014, why not?
PS: I texted somebody with a long message wishing him happy new year and I still haven't got a response from him
PS1: I need so much love to confirm my presence
PS2: It was so packed that I was afraid I would get lost in the crowd, lucky somebody is big enough to be my protector
PS3: Almost an hour to get back to Central train station, really was fighting through millions of people, as Eric said lol
PS4: So many crazy shits in the city, it fully became a rubbish dump
PS5: The most hilarious thing on my way home was to find out a man in his 40's was sleeping with arm-over-his-head-and-fully-tilting-to-the-window-bridge-like position..plus annoying the shit out of everyone with his LOUD snoring in the carriage. The 4 whites were fully laughing at him, especially that grey hair guy who made fun of him throughout the trip. I laughed at their laughters, 5 of us looked at each other and continued to laugh more, more laughters...laughed even more...and more laughters for half an hour. This was my first time laughing with a bunch of strangers for that long til the train arrived at my station. The oldie said to me 'Good melody throughout the whole trip in new year ey' *winks* LOL 'you guys enjoy the rest of your trip lol happy new year btw'
Unlike the previous two years, I didn't cry this time. I still remember the year before I went teary with my deepest gratitude towards that special someone, he was there with me and being really supportive at that time. And for last year, it was quite depressingly to shed a few tears with a shattered heart. The only emotion I had this year when I watched fireworks was 2013-is-finally-over...thank god....Not much filming, photos and talking but hugging. A lot of hugs. I still have somebody to whisper to my ear to wish me a happy new year. A different guy. I guess you won't remember how beautiful the firework was but the one who went to watch it with you. What makes this worthy is how happy you share this moment of the year with somebody but not being alone. 'Scream and shout, and let it all out'...Right, 2013 is gone, welcome to 2014, why not?
PS: I texted somebody with a long message wishing him happy new year and I still haven't got a response from him
PS1: I need so much love to confirm my presence
PS2: It was so packed that I was afraid I would get lost in the crowd, lucky somebody is big enough to be my protector
PS3: Almost an hour to get back to Central train station, really was fighting through millions of people, as Eric said lol
PS4: So many crazy shits in the city, it fully became a rubbish dump
PS5: The most hilarious thing on my way home was to find out a man in his 40's was sleeping with arm-over-his-head-and-fully-tilting-to-the-window-bridge-like position..plus annoying the shit out of everyone with his LOUD snoring in the carriage. The 4 whites were fully laughing at him, especially that grey hair guy who made fun of him throughout the trip. I laughed at their laughters, 5 of us looked at each other and continued to laugh more, more laughters...laughed even more...and more laughters for half an hour. This was my first time laughing with a bunch of strangers for that long til the train arrived at my station. The oldie said to me 'Good melody throughout the whole trip in new year ey' *winks* LOL 'you guys enjoy the rest of your trip lol happy new year btw'
Sure it was a great NYE.... GOOD LUCK IN 2014!!!
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