The End.

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

-Neil Gaiman

Forty minutes until 2011. This year I'm going to turn my can'ts into cans and my dreams into plans. :) (lol cheesy)

People think the new year is a way to turn their lives around and start anew. Truth is, you can do that any day of the year. I don't know why New Year is so special. All of your problems aren't going to go away just because one digit in the year is different. Resolutions are pretty bullshit too. They're pointless. 365 days is a long time to stick to a plan. You really only need 30 days to form a habit, but nobody can keep resolutions for even that long. As for myself, I don't set myself up for failure. My only resolution is to stay alive. And if I fail at that, well, I fail at life. Literally.

Tomorrow we're going to wake up, and everything will be the same.

Cheers.