Last night was one of those nights where I had the most fun than I've had in a long time.
We do this thing every yearas a Christian where you have to go to church on New year's eve to pray to God and basically put your entire year in his hands. Well after the church service, myself and three of my friends had gone back home and just decided to have an indoor party with just us.
I had no plans of going out that night so an indoor party sounded like a terrific idea. We had danced and partied until the rest of the guys who were still staying in the hostel (there were about three other guys left, everyone else traveled) had returned from their own church service, because different church meant different closing time.
So we decided to go buy some fireworks, something we call knockouts or banger over here. Now this type of fireworks isn't the kind where you shoot it in the air and it explodes, emitting beautiful colors in the sky, these types of fireworks are the ones we call bombs, because of the short fuse it has.
When ignited, you have less than 5 seconds to throw it again before it explodes, or risk getting yourself injured. We had gotten some of those and had massive fun with it, throwing it here and there and watching people run for their lives.
Then we had gone ahead to gather damaged tyres to make a bonfire at the middle of the street, and then we danced around it for hours. It got to a point when I got exhausted and just had to give up, so I retired for the night and left the rest of the guys there.
Like I said, it was more fun than I've had in a long time now, and although I didn't spend it with family, and there were only just few of my friends here, it still was fun regardless.