Thursday, December 31, 2009

Dammit. Not another one.

I would be referring to, of course, the year. This year. 2009. Last year I had something meaningful to say about the new year. Now I just have this: stop making vague resolutions you know you're not actually going to keep. Stop saying it's "gonna be different" this year, cuz it's not.
Personally, I can't think of a resolution I would actually keep. Not even little ones.
It seems like 2008 and 2009 where the same thing. Both so new and exciting. I still haven't gotten used to 2009. I mean, I liked 2008. It's such a round number. It seems warm and fuzzy, somehow. The number, not the year. 2009 was sharper, because of the 9. Now it's 2010. What am I supposed to think? It doesn't seem super-exciting. I mean, nothing does, but still.
There are all manner of things I should do. Nothing I'm actually going to do.
I want to be someone else.

1 comment:

  1. I dunno, 2010 seems a little mechanical, like a robot butler that you're afraid is secretly plotting to overthrow all humans...

    that, and it feels like its compensating for something, I mean, wasn't 2000 good enough? Now it needs another 10? whats gonna come next, 11?!