is celebrated tomorrow.
or should be.
or you would like.
know it's December 31 and that the world will explode wheel, which in turn, people kiss, Stapper, Brinder, augurerà and get drunk, setting fire to the streamers in hand, the errors of the old year, turning hopes and resolutions for the new.
just that to me the whole 'do not like is something to celebrate.
and not because I have some problems, because I want to make a snob, because no one invited me somewhere or for any other reason.
not feel like it, wrinkling her nose.
seems like Valentine's Day, that if you do not buy the ciocclatini your husband do not go out to dinner or go to those strange, two who did not understand or are greedy or anything, nothing easier, not love each other and then what they have to celebrate? Instead we are crazy about each other and go out to dinner and also away for the weekend, a toccata and Fugue CoVtina!.
tomorrow I'd be happy at home, at dinner with maritopreferito, watching Rome explode from the windows of the house and then go to sleep with silence.
that both the 2011 arrives the same, well not expect it with glass in hand!
but it will not, or at least maybe just so not, maybe similar, probably with my in-laws, and will be fine.
yet I want to do it once, you go to sleep at midnight and ten.
so, just to see how he does!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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