I spent the day at my brothers', finishing what episodes of Bleach I hadn't seen yet, making little food-things, just fun. Then my parents and the parents of his girlfriend came over, and we just had a lot of fun. My parents said my cat had run (grammar?) away, and so we were going to find her later on. Asked a few kids to please stop playing with fireworks, because the bangs might scare her even more, and they did. For one minute. And having the nerve to ask us if we found our cat, gah. But we returned at 11, and she was there. So that was good.
Fireworks? I like looking at it, but honestly, my hearing is not very content with fireworks, and also, I couldn't light one of those things to safe my life. Urk.
Well. A good year to you lot. I hope it works out for you.