So last night I headed to the city with the family. It was really hot at first, so I didn’t bother to bring a jacket, soon regretted that.
- We walked to the Anzac bridge to watch the first set of fireworks which started at 9:00PM
- went to maccas to eat. Luckily we got there early because a minute after we ordered our stuff, the line went all the way outside.
- We then caught the train to chatswood where we got picked up and drove to someplace
- Took a bus to Hunters Hill, which is where we were going to watch the 12AM fireworks. It was PACKED. But there was a perfect view of the harbour and the bridge and EVERYTHING
- Fireworks were amazing & I felt so lonely
- Texted everyone and called some people to ask how 2010 is ROFL
- Got home around 3 and died
- Came back to life at 9-ish
- Ate
- slept till 6-7PM & there goes my whole day.
- Watched Jerseylicious with Alex
- Family came over for a swim/dinner.
- Watched the hangover & heading to sleep now because I’m still tired.