three days to new year...

until this point of time, i have not decide where the heck am i gonna celebrate the coming year. a friend gave me a weird face the moment i tell her this. she has made a bullet proof plan, escaping her parents so she can party all night. i wonder why does people have to work their ass so much, to wait for one second, looking for reason to shake their ass to death. i remember a story of a friend that spent the whole night in KL for millenium celebration, but he ended up missed the moment-why? he got stomach-eche, spent the supposed to be "memorable' moment in the TOILET! tell me now, what does that suppose to mean?

the fact of the matter is, at some point i don't see any reason why i need to worry so much. a new year would mean nothing if things are not going to the better. whatever it is, its pretty much very subjective to measure either a year is good or bad for a person. its your life, you decide.