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| My new year's resolution: to acquire those pajamas. Photo from justjared.buzznet.com. |
Sup sup suppity!
School sucks, doesn't it? Like sort of a lot. Like call the Geneva Convention, am I right? Like totez! But let's not get too down in the dumps, my friends, it's a total turn-off.
Surprisingly, I didn't watch that much television over break, unlike my sister, who saw, among other things, True Life I'm Addicted to Eating, I Have Acne, My Foot Is Pregnant and My Mom Is Part Sheep. So, because of this anomaly, instead of talking about specific television shows, I'm going to talk about that totally cliched and otherwise obnoxious topic that everyone seems to bring up around this time of year: new year's resolutions! You are sOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOOoooooooo welcome!
The thing about resolutions is, it's hard to find the right one. I mean, unless of course you just so happened to be the star of one of the aforementioned True Life episodes, in which case you would have it pretty easy, because you would just resolve to stop eating/go on accutane/tell your other foot to learn from your first foot's mistakes/give your mother the counseling and shearing she so truly needs. But other than that....
I mean, it can't be something crazy. It has to be within reach. Por ejemplo, if Jack Bauer (just saying that holy name brings a single tear to mine eye) suddenly made a resolution to stop brutally/unnecessarily mutilating people for absolutely zero reason, he would be Santa! Or Mr. Rogers! Not happening! Or like if Snooki (more tears, this is becoming an emotional evening) just up and decided to quit pickles for good, the earth would be thrown off its axis. I DON'T THINK SO.
But then again, your resolution can't be too easy. It can't be like mine was last year, when I resolved to finally remove the old couscous from my locker, where it had been sitting for like two months. It has to be a little bit of a challenge. (To be fair, though, that was quite a frightening experience when I eventually got around to it.)
So this is my advice to you, dear readers, whoever you may be (there's this handy thing on Blogspot that lets you see where the people viewing your blog are, and someone most def accidentally saw this blog in Russia! Привет!): push yourself. Do something you never thought you could do. Put yourself out there. Because even if you fall flat on your face, which you most likely will and I most definitely have, isn't life, like television, more entertaining as a comedy anyway? That's what I think.
So just do whatever, it doesn't really matter, as long as at the end of the day you've got a smile on your face. Because real life doesn't have a laugh track. It's all up to you.
