Another year, another fated opportunity
to incorrectly scribble down last year's date. Fortunately, mutating a
5 into a 6 is perfectly passable on paper. On the 1st of
January, we all take a drunken stumble into our recycled and often
unachieved New Year's resolutions. And as we do every year, we
promise ourselves that we really are more motivated than before, plus
4 to 400 other excuses for gaining that stone instead of losing it.
But my cat being lost really did throw off my diet; it was very
distracting, honestly.
At the chime of midnight, we make
promises to ourselves with the best intentions, but at the end of the
year, if we don't achieve them, the only person disappointed is
ourselves. So why can we not commit to doing something that
ultimately will make us happier? Imagine if every person in the world
who made a resolution actually achieved it- my god, we'd have an
incredibly slim, smoke-free, money-stable and well-travelled
population. To paint a population percentage picture, 45 per cent of people in the US make New Year's resolutions, but just 8 determined
little per cent of them were successful in their endeavours. So a well
done to Bob, Sue And Timothy last year; we're all proud of you.
As much as statistics could potentially
discourage you from setting big goals, I mean it is fair enough announcing to a crowd of hugging, kissing and cheering individuals at
your new year's party, as the party poppers stream across the room,
"ALL OF YOU WILL FAIL", isn't really inspiring. We should
all try to boost the percentage of success stories. Prove to the
human race that not only the elite can have Yoda-like mind power when
it comes to determination and willpower. This year's resolution is
to achieve a resolution. Go.
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