In My Life

It's New Year's Eve.

That always makes me depressed,

I look back on a year I'm always less than thrilled with,

Always falling short of my "resolutions",

I don't know exactly why I bother anymore.

"Anymore"

I'm sixteen, I shouldn't sound like some old person.

I'm not old yet.

I only feel that way sometimes.

So why should I make New Year's Resolutions?

(That sounds narcissistic, geez)

I'm not perfect, nowhere near.

But I never keep those goals I make.

I always fail.

Maybe, if I put them here, someone with hold me to them.

Perhaps, but most likely not.

I have nowhere better to put my "goals" and "resolutions"

(I hate both words.)

Aspirations.

- (the typical) Loose weight.

You know we all want to, and I'm always on this bandwagon and nothing ever comes of it. Yes, I do try. Sometimes, I try awfully hard. Nothing comes of it.

- Lighten up on the cynicism and pessimism. This may or may not happen, sometimes, it's inevitable.

- Work harder on school work. I've been slacking.

But at the same time:

- Do more that makes me happy. Not anybody else. It's selfish, but sometimes, I forget that I exist outside of school and I forget that I like to do things.

- Practice guitar more diligently.

- Write. More.

Write more, everyday. Write anything. Write something gibberish. I just need to write more.

- Read more. Classics, poetry, everything.

-Ditch my envious and jealous feelings.

-Do something about liking him. Either stop, go insane, or whatever.

This could go a lot of different ways. What can I say, I like him. But I wish I didn't.

Alright.

Hold me to these, whoever you are, reading this.

Adieu.