I really don't understand why people celebrate to excess on New Years Eve. I mean, really...we're just celebrating a year of getting older, a year of fucking up, and a year of managing to stay ahead of the game. Hey, I'm a girl that's all for having another reason to drink A LOT of beer, but even I have my limits of celebration.
Does changing the year actually change anything? There are still starving children in Africa, the polar ice caps are melting at alarming rates and people are losing their jobs left and right. Oh, and the animals! Don't even get me started on the poor stray animals I've been seeing...Jeff says I can't save them all. I wish I could. Same for all of the sad kids I see everyday.
As I sit and watch the television, the interviewers keep on saying that 2009 will be a year of hope. Really? A year ago at this time were they not saying that 2008 would be a prosperous new year?
Will our government ever change? Can we actually begin to help people who are impoverished, ill or hopeless? May we all be treated equally regardless of physical and mental conditions? (Sorry, ever since battling PTSD and depression a couple years ago I still get fucking pissed when I hear about people being labeled.)
God, I fucking hope we will change. But, alas, we're human and not perfect.
And, because imperfections are a part of life, here are my resolutions for a better new year:
1.) Lose weight. I managed to lose 5 last year...even considering all of the antibiotics I was on. GO ME.
2.) Take the GRE in both the general and subjet test so I can someday get into a PhD program.
3.) Publish at least one piece of writing.
4.) Do at least 1 thing per month outside of my comfort zone.
5.) Spend less friviously so I may help out more people who need the money more than I do.
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