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Bringing in the new year was somewhat interesting for once (read: I wasn’t moping around about my eternal singledomness for once, as idiots and fools are wont to do). We’re back home, my sister’s knocked out and might punch me in the arm or something in the morning for taking this picture (I loooove you Camille).
Nonetheless, when I got back, I got into the habit of counting the little “firsts”, e.g. first song on my iPod I listen to this year on the way home, first time I sat in the back of the van this year, first time I’ll be sleeping in my bed this year, and so on. One new one was that I was feeling optimistic for once. Dunno if it’ll stick through, but in a few ways I’m starting to feel better about myself.
I really can’t say anything of what resolutions I’ve got for the next year, since the fun and odd things that happened and the stupid things I’ve done are moments I wouldn’t have expected. Per the occasional bit of wisdom my dad drops, most plans a person make tend to not fall through. Most obvious thing is to improve myself as a person, but to have that as a resolution is just silly. As humans, it’s a basic goal. Social beings that we are, we’re exposing ourselves to change, so of course, by not so much conscious effort, we’ll inevitably be different by the next year - non sum qualis eram, or “I am not as I once was” comes to mind…if anything, I guess I could read some more, and watch more films, just eating my cultural veggies. Maybe I’ll learn about the stars this year too. Sounds nice.
Only thing I know to do is to welcome the future with a pair of open arms and a pair of brass balls to take it on.
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Waiting on New Year’s Eve.
My family and I are in NYC now, and pretty much everyone else is resting up. I don’t feel like taking a nap. Earlier, I was dead asleep on the floor, woke up relaxed, but sore as hell, haha. Apparently it’s pretty damn crowded outside right now. I’m just passing the time right now. I’ll admit that I never know how each year is gonna end, or what I’ll accomplish and/or fail to do before then, and to attest to that fact, I’m sitting here catching up on some shows, becoming a fatass with the nutalla and toast right here, and reading some funny fanfics from those aforementioned shows.
I find it strange though. How so many people spend so much, do so much, for a single moment. Not much but one year ending, and another beginning. Just another tick forward on time’s clock. But hey, many of us keep going with it.
All I can promise to myself is the basic stuff (study/work harder for school, actually be sociable, etc). I’m not gonna say anything about this year, because I don’t know what’s gonna happen. I know something’s gotta happen. Big or small, pleasant or painful, change-me-never or change-me-forever, something’s gonna happen. If I find myself in a living hell, here’s to hoping I’ll make it through, because, ya know, as Churchill said,”When you’re going through hell, keep going.” Here’s to hoping any and all of you will get through too.
It’s not quite 2011 yet, but Happy New Years, everyone.
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Times Square waits for the ball to drop in 1942.
Gonna be in Times Square tonight. Spending the night in NYC, so I won’t be on here for the rest of the day I guess(except for a post in the queue; it should post after midnight). Little bit excited, haha.
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