So it's new year.
Just another number.
Another mark point to measure whatsoever.
I don't get what the fuss is all about.
"Ooh..please please I have to go out to celebrate!"
Would you die of not celebrating?
Would you experience spontaneous combustion if you don't go out?
Would your liver stop working just because you have to sit at home and watch some lame movie on TV? (What? You don't have laptop or pc or any book to read? Pity!)
I don't think so.
At the end of it, you still come out of the old year into the new year being...you.
The same old boring you.
Not an inch different.
Try transforming into something else right when the clock strikes twelve.
When that happens, we talk.
Until then, suck it up, shut up.
1 day ago