I whip my New Year back and forth
Oh, look at that: It’s fuckin’ 2011 in a day. Cliché as it may sound but I really can’t believe time flew that fast. As in FAST!!! I’m now out of college, I’m kind of living on my own, I’m kind of earning for my crap and I’m… choked! All that in a year?! Honestly, this 2010, I’ve been through a lot and so for 2011, I want myself a more steadfast, cool and non-harassing 365 days. No drama and no wars.
And since it’s a bright new year coming ahead, I had prepared myself, like every normie out there has already done or has kept proofreading, a list of ~resolutions*~. Assuming I even follow myself, read on:
- Get out of the polluted city even for once; enjoy a vacation.
- Contribute/write again for a magazine.
- Blog more.
- Get myself a BlackBerry. I feel ~left out.
- Learn how to cook anything but SPAM.
- Fall in love with more music from pop to indie.
- Become more organized.
Become less sarcastic.
- Finish Arthur Golden’s Memoirs of Geisha for once! HAHA.
- Reward myself with sleep.
Of course, note that these are churned out– out of stress from work and all that media dementia seeping out of my arteries. In short, I don’t give a damn if at the end of the year, I still accomplish nothing or worse, I’m already dead.
I don’t really believe in resolutions anyway. If people want to change, I think they just have to change. They don’t need a list to tell them what to become of with a span of a year. Much less feel punished when when they’re still broke, fat and directionless.
I mean, I know by myself that things unplanned/spontaneous can also lead to something. The low-cost budget films reap awards. The laidback ignorant political sons become presidents. The awkward, lanky nerds become America’s Next Top Models. Get it?
If you still don’t, ask yourself this: Did TIME‘s Coolest Person of the Year James Franco ever jot down what he was going to do in 2010? The man is as unpredictable as he wanted to be and look! Hello Ph.D in Yale! And this is excluding his cross-registration in NYU, Columbia and some other institutions of higher learning, ad all his other stints in the arts!
Uh, what the hell. Let’s just live the whole year and generally, life, like how we want it, will we? Now gimme a vuvuzela to blow.