Journal #20: The New Year's

All I could do is wait, waiting for a New Year to come. Ten Seconds were counting off, 9, 8, 7, ... 3, 2, 1. In every direction I turned, I could see colorful fireworks & people cheering saying Happy New Year. Aerials being lit and Chinese Crackling Ropes popping bringing smoke into the air. Two hours have passed, and I was sitting on the roof of my house, just looking at the stars thinking about the goals that I would want to accomplish. Happy New Year (;