I
should have probably posted this on FB where it's only read by my
real friends but it's too late now.
I have to say I never quite got the concept of New years resolutions. I might even go as far as saying that they probably are the reason for all the evil in world. Let me explain:
The idea to decide the direction you want your life to go on the probably drunkest night of the year just doesn't seem like a good plan to me. Make January 2nd resolutions! This way you can avoid resolutions loaded with the aggressiveness of alcohol, which quite possibly account for racism, genocide and Bayern Munich, and all the ones related to the death wishes of the New Years day hangover.
To give you an example:
My personal plan for New Years Eve was apparently to enthuse some American friends with my love of German Old School Hip Hop. This plan was obviously doomed to fail and was definitely only possible with an alcohol level that would have made my personal hero David Hasselhoff proud. Thinking about it now, the only way to top that level of naiveté of my New Years Eve would have been trying to explain the beauty of german lovesongs to a heartbroken Italian woman in her late 50s.
With that off my chest the only thing left to say is: Enjoy 2013 and be proud that not only did you survive the apocalypse of new years eve 1999 but also the Mayan doomsday this year.
Oh one more thing: Say “old Mexicans” instead of “Mayans” and no one cares when Old Mexicans think the world is going to end.
I have to say I never quite got the concept of New years resolutions. I might even go as far as saying that they probably are the reason for all the evil in world. Let me explain:
The idea to decide the direction you want your life to go on the probably drunkest night of the year just doesn't seem like a good plan to me. Make January 2nd resolutions! This way you can avoid resolutions loaded with the aggressiveness of alcohol, which quite possibly account for racism, genocide and Bayern Munich, and all the ones related to the death wishes of the New Years day hangover.
To give you an example:
My personal plan for New Years Eve was apparently to enthuse some American friends with my love of German Old School Hip Hop. This plan was obviously doomed to fail and was definitely only possible with an alcohol level that would have made my personal hero David Hasselhoff proud. Thinking about it now, the only way to top that level of naiveté of my New Years Eve would have been trying to explain the beauty of german lovesongs to a heartbroken Italian woman in her late 50s.
With that off my chest the only thing left to say is: Enjoy 2013 and be proud that not only did you survive the apocalypse of new years eve 1999 but also the Mayan doomsday this year.
Oh one more thing: Say “old Mexicans” instead of “Mayans” and no one cares when Old Mexicans think the world is going to end.
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