Wednesday, 8 January 2014

Happy New Year


As 365 (366 in a leap year) days go by, more and more promises get made and broken. Specifically around January, we promise ourselves; we'll eat healthier, go to the gym more and spend less. Very rarely, do we keep these promises. Very rarely do we get to the end of the year and and think: "hey, we totally did eat healthier, go to the gym and spend less". More than often our New Year's Resolutions are left forgotten and discarded next to countless chocolate wrappers and Topshop bags.

Twitter and Facebook statuses are updated and the obligatory bitchy back lash follows. My favourite this year: "New Year, New Me... nah you'll still be the same bitch you were last year". 

Nothing grinds my gears more than people judging other people's life decisions. Please refrain from being a total bitch and criticising others long enough to maybe realise that by focusing on others you ultimately lose focus on yourself. Call me cheesy, but I genuinely believe that the world would be a better place if people spent more time worrying about their own decisions rather than involving themselves in someone else's. ACE.

Self righteous rant over? Judging still isn't cool? PHEW (I'm SO glad that's over too..) 

Embarrassingly, nearly all of these are neatly and eagerly jotted down in my 2014 diary (with the addition of 'stop being such a bitch' and 'stop being so self righteous in blog posts'- yeh don't worry I'm working on that...) and are waiting be sustained, broken or destroyed.

In short, I love New Year's Resolutions. I love how they're made, I love how they're the embodiment of people trying to better themselves. I love how they're broken, I love how they highlight imperfections but also and most importantly, people's perfections.

New Year, New Us?
Nah, we'll definitely be the same bitches we were last year.

B + F

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