New Year's a Blast - Literally!

My christmas break is nothing but B-O-R-I-N-G! And who would have thought that the highlight my vacation happened during New Year's Eve.

I don't like firecrackers. I am actually afraid of them. Even in watusi, which I played with when I was still a kid, but not anymore. The tolerable firecracker for me was just lusis and roman candle, which are pretty similar.

Here I was, talking to my brother while holding up a Roman Candle.

The next thing I know, the spark that should have flown out the opposite end of my hand backfired. And yep, CAUGHT MY PINKY! It even caught my sister's clothes and almost burned 'em. I am the unlucky one.

Washing my hands.
My nursing student brother told me to wash it immediately while he gets some ice.

Holding cubes of ice.
The burn was really painful.

Hiding
(inside the bathroom outside adjacent to the house)
from the Judas Belt my brothers lit up -
And my sister laughing at me.

My brother, Revo, managed to see something positive from what happened. He said (verbatim), "At least, may ilalagay ka na sa blog mo!", while laughing and having fun being a shutterbug. Thanks to him, I have pics to show you.

After being burned by that roman candle, I even managed to smile in front of the cam.

Do I look like someone in pain?
Look at the arrows. I am actually holding a towel with ice cubes in it. :)

It just sucks that I really bothered dressing up for the night and ending up having a burned pinky. Does this mean I'll be burned (literally or figuratively speaking) the entire year?? Not a good thing. Argh.