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Murphy's Law.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
10:21 AM

It's officialy 2009 here, but my last minutes of 2008 weren't that great. After mass, we watched the fireworks display at the Grandstand. It wasn't as spectacular as last year's, the stand just had a lot of hissing and whistling, unlike last year's which some parts twirled and moved. Then we went home, my sister was in the mood to go sing out loud so she turned up the music in her room. Everything was going okay, I guess, but then I realized that my phone was weirdly quiet, even though it's a few minutes till new year. I wasn't receiving any greetings, which was weird considering I was receiving Christmas greetings, early morning of December 24. My phone had trouble receiving messages, right on New Year's Eve. : My right foot was also aching, so I just wore slippers. When I went to sit at the table, my leg hit pretty badly on the chair, and when my sister sat beside me, I hit myself again. Also, my beloved Amici crinkles fell. :( I was feeling pretty sick, and when the countdown finally ended, I felt really bad and had to go and lie down. What a way to welcome the year. Oh well. Happy New Year everybody.


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