A Cliche Post about New Years Resolution

Raise your hand if you ever followed through on a New Year’s Resolution. Yeah no one, same here. No one follows through on their resolutions, at least not all of them.Trust me, this is fact; it’s in all the rom-coms I watch. (Okay, there like 10% of you reading this and thinking I followed through on ALL the resolutions, and all I have to say to you is: LIAR).
New Year’s Resolutions (NYRs for short because typing the whole thing is really tiring) are great. Don’t get me wrong, have them, make like 10000000 resolutions, but when the end of the year rolls around, don’t get disheartened when you realize you’ve only accomplished one or two of those resolutions.
In the spirit of the New Year, I thought I’d share my resolutions of 2015.
  1. Don’t Procrastinate: I am a known procrastinator. Ask anyone around me: due tomorrow means do tomorrow. I told myself that 2015 would be the year I got my shit together. And boy did that not work out. I’m pretty sure it was like three or so weeks into 2015. But that’s fine, I’ve learned that I am a procrastinator. What I did start in 2015 is planned procrastinating. I plan my procrastination. Confused? Here’s an example, if I have a project due at the end of the month, I’ll plan on procrastinating. If I can estimate the project taking me an hour or so then, I’ll do it the night before. This works for me, it’s how I do my best. (I’ve tested it several times).
  2. Eat less sugar, and be healthier: let me start of by saying HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, like that would happen. I go through little spurts of needs to be skinnier and better looking. And that’s good because it means that I want to lead a healthier life,but at the time I made this resolution my focus wasn’t eating better, it was looking better. I was unhappy with my body, and I wasn’t comfortable with it. But as the year progressed, I grew and learnt that what I wanted was unrealistic. I should stick to be healthy, something which I’m still working on.
  3. I will go out more, be more social and stuff: I did try really, really hard. I went out at least once a week, and I realized that was not me. I like staying home all day. I love not having to change out of my pjs or wash my hair, it’s part of my personality- I need time to recharge. Going out was exhausting and extremely detrimental to my bank account. So now, I don’t go out every weekend. Sometimes, I go a couple of months without planning a trip with friends, but that’s okay because spending my Saturdays lounging around in my PJs are great. And instead of friends and I going out to a lavish restaurant or going shopping we opt to stay in, order pizza, eat McFlurries, gossip, chill, and play games, because that’s who we are.

Looking back at my resolutions last year, I tried to be someone I am not. This was a list of the top three some more included: dressing up more (not wearing leggings as pants), wearing more makeup, etc. Basically, doing things that were not me. Don’t get me wrong, I think people should break their bubbles a little and experience different things, but that doesn’t mean they change who they are. NYR should not be about changing yourself but improving on the habits you already have in place. So, this year I plan to:
  1. Work hard on all my projects. It doesn’t matter if I start it the night before or three weeks before, I’m going to give everything my 100%. Every project will be the best I can do.
  2. I am going to be real about my eating habits. I will try to cut down on the sugar, because like my mother says, everything is okay in moderation.
  3. I’m going to “just hang out” with my friends more often. I’m going to go over to their houses and raid their pantry and plop myself on their couch and we’ll binge watch Netflix together. I’ll have conversations with them. I’ll listen and talk to them. I’ll make the friendships I have now stronger, and create bonds that will never break.
And my last resolution,the one I live by, the only one I will always keep- live with no regrets.
That means whatever I do, no matter how big or small, I won’t look back at in a year and regret it. I’ll take it as a learning moment, but I won’t regret my actions, and I won’t let others regret my actions. Everything I do, I will walk out with my head held high.
So, here’s to a new year, but a year with the same me. The same confused girl as last year. The same girl with the same wishes but with a new look on things! I wish you all the very best this year!

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