New Years Resolutions Are For Suckers
Happy New Year!
I remember when New Years used to be a big deal. My friends and I would bundle up and carpool over to the BART station with expectations of an eventful night in San Francisco. Anything could happen – we could set off a firecracker on someone’s car, one of us could pass out drunk in the middle of the street, or our incurable worries could fade away as the sky exploded with light – and it did. However, with each passing New Years Eve, things seemed to get less exciting, even if I did manage to make it out to a club and get trashed. This year, I spent a very low-key evening with my high school buddies, playing poker and videogames. Lame, maybe so, but it felt like a natural progression for our celebrations.
The best part of New Years is all the resolutions. Well, more like taking perverse and petty pleasure in watching everyone’s resolutions get broken. Yeah I’m being a pessimist, but I think it’s pretty much accepted that 99% of resolutions get broken within a month. You have January gym rats who turn into February fatties, disgruntled suits who promise themselves to find a better job but don't, and couples who know they should break up but end up settling. If I ever had any personal goals, I made sure not to call them “resolutions” so I might actually accomplish them.
This year, however, I’m going to call them resolutions. I think I still have some overconfidence left over from my 30 Day LA adventures in August. Over the holidays, I was feeling pretty shitty about life in general, but then I thought about the stuff I did in 2006. After I started this blog, I wrote a screenplay (yeah I’m one of those losers), took a couple photography classes, got a promotion at work, and applied for film school. When I think about it, I did manage to accomplish quite a bit, and I realized that maybe resolutions aren’t all that impossible to achieve. So it’s a new year, and with it comes a renewed sense of hope. Yeah, I guess I'm a sucker too. Time to get cracking on my delusions of grandeur, starting with 30 Day LA.
If you happen to be one of the few readers left, you’re might be wondering what the hell is going on with 30 Day LA. We’re going to continue on with a new contributor every month in 2007. The Plastic Highway did manage to complete his 30 Day LA adventures, but then he had the full weight of grad school dropped on his ass. Hopefully sometime in the future he’ll be able to fill us in on the rest of his experiences. In the meantime, 30 Day LA is moving onto a new season of production with Kwongdzu at the helm.
Kwongdzu is a long-time resident of LA who has plenty of experience in the Hollywood scene, and she’s going to bring a fresh insider’s perspective. She’ll fill you in with her big plans soon.
A friend once said that every year deserves a proper peace out. I hope everyone had tons of reasons to celebrate their past year. I know had at least 30 days that I’ll always remember. So Peace Out, 2006. May all your dreams, and even resolutions, come true in 2007.