Saturday, January 1, 2011
Wishing you were here by me To end this misery
I love the feeling of New Year's Eve. It's like the whole world just stops and holds it's breath. And counts, and waits. And tries to make those few moments before the day ends count, and try to think of new and unfinished resolutions.
But you realize, it's actually just one day in a year. And then those few moments before the day ends pass, and everyone around you is jubilantly shouting "Happy new year!" and running around hugging each other. And for a few moments you see the sight of people being so excited around you, and you smile. Then after those precious few seconds you try to feel the joy that these people are feeling. And then you realize, it's nothing, really. You don't feel anything different from staying up all night until the clock strikes twelve, only that there are more people to celebrate it with you.
Is the New Year really such a special event after all? And everyone thinks that the New Year is going to be better, but it's just the same. Everyone just continues living their live the same way, just that it's another day. Of another year, so what's so unique? What's so special about it?
You don't make the years count, because they're nothing special.
You make the days count.
Enough of that. I'm not going to post my dedications and resolutions up here, because I think they look better on my notebook. Also because I am just too lazy to type them out.
[edit: I love how the themesong for Links To Temptation totally does not fit the themevideo. Imagine scenes of people following and stalking and killing and slapping etc. each other and YET imagine someone singing this random light-hearted jazzy tune. But it does become kind of endearing after a while, though.]
Posted at 5:36 PM
