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I hate newyears.
I hate the crowds,
I hate the ALWAYS LATE overcrowded public transport.
I hate the abundance of stupid, puking drunk ASSHOLES...
I hate the abovementioned transport being full of the abovementioned people.
I hate crowds.
I hate that down by sydney harbour, where you see the fireworks, it's so damn crowded that you can literally take about 5 fucking minutes to move about 10 metres, pushing your way through the fucking crowd...not to mention, no motherfucker has thought about opening a place to get any decent food around there, and/or actually have ot OPEN on NYE.
I hate the noise.
I hate how everyone shouts and goes "ooooh, aaaaah" at all the same freakin' fireworks that get done, year after year.
I hate losing people, and that shit ALWAYS happens.
Not to mention that most NYE celebrations in which ultra-large amounts of people gather - just a terrorist attack waiting to happen. Seriously, it hasn't happened yet, but I bet somewhere, someone's eventually gonna hit a NYE celebration...
FUCK NYE.
I'll stay at home, chill with my girl....maybe we'll go over to a friends place (yes, we're part of a NYE hate circle), sure, maybe get a little drunk, stoned....whatever....watch a dvd, catch the fireworks on tv, so I can look at all the masses squashed together, laughing at how fucking stupid they are...eat good food all night, play music LOUD, and maybe do some crazy shit to the neighbourhood...get our own fireworks happenin', and have a BETTER night than all the sheep will, without a doubt.
- B
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