Every year I get invited to a friends house to bring in the new year, but I know I will never go.
I celebrate every New Year with my family, and I wouldn't change it for anything.
When my friends heard I was working in my uncle's pub (The Dunkirk Inn, Nottingham) they gave me a sigh as though they felt bad for me; on the contrary I was very excited. The reason for this predictable sigh is because I kept using the word 'work' or 'behind the bar' as to what I was doing.
Only now am I realising that negative connotations come from those words; I will have to consider my choice of vocabulary for next year.
Whilst in Nottingham, after pretending to to know the lyrics of Auld Lang Syne and the many Jägerbombs consumed; I took a step back from reality and realised I hadn't made any new year resolutions. They are tradition, whether you stick to them or not.
I find showering is the best time to be alone with yourself and catch up with your thoughts. Today, about midday I showered and came up with my resolutions and wrote them on the steamed wall.
The usual, get fit, study harder... But I discovered that my real resolution is to become motivated, to actually abide by the resolutions.
So how do you become motivated? My brothers response was a few 'erm's' and stuttered words. I thought he would help me as he studied motivation for part of his dissertation. Fifa 2011, on the other hand is a very good distraction.
What I find interesting are the people who do stick to their yearly vows and how they accomplish them.
I wonder if on the 31st of December, there are people who do take a moment to reflect, not on what the year brought them, but on the promises they made at the beginning; and can honestly have pride in their success.
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