Time for a happy new year post.
First of all, I don’t even understand what the big deal about a new year really is. As a kid I used to love the first week of the year because dadi would change the calendars on our kitchen wall, but now, it’s become just that, the changing of a calendar. Sure, there’s a wild party every year, but that’s only because people in my country need (yet) another occasion to get together and get wasted.
Resolutions, one might say. Really? My resolutions are a joke. They’re born out of sheer drunkenness and make no sense whatsoever. Don’t believe me? Continue reading of new year resolutions