New Year's...Hmmm...

Despite my nagging desire to go to the countdown on New Year's eve, I didn't go to anywhere remotely close to a town. All i chose to do was stay in my little hole and spend time with my friends. A new year has come and gone, where do i go from here, i wondered yesterday?
Perhaps the reason why people await the arrival of the new year so eagerly(particularly us students) is because we see hope to start anew, however unrealistic it may seem. For those who slugged through the year half-awake, it may seem like this year is going to be a year where we're going to throw out all of our nefarious activities that we so stubbornly clung on to last year. We hope that somehow we can improve our lifestyles by studying harder, earning more money and fulfilling all our promises to those we love. We want to be contented and happier, not the miserable slug-people that we were before.
Sure, we had loads of fun. But perhaps we are starting to lose sight of the one thing that we thought that we could achieve when we were young - happiness. We lost sight of our goals and motivation amidst the sea of distractions. What do we actually want? Money, property, outward success? These are the three ideals that Albert Einstein despised, as they granted us nothing more than temporary pride and fake happiness. Instead, what drove this genius onwards was Truth, Beauty and Goodness.
In a way, i agree with him. We know that becoming a better person will invariably steer our path towards something better, yet we stubbornly refuse to accept that when it is thrown at our faces. We aren't exactly saints. We curse, we scream and we hate every single day. We are enticed by the bitches of desire everyday, and everyday we fall into its trap.
For me, my biggest enemy is sleep. I hate myself when I sleep till the afternoon yet i repeat the same cycle everyday. I'm like an nocturnal animal that is truly awake at night. Hence, my prime time in a day is about 1 or 2 hours, where i am truly of sound mind, before i return to my eternal slumber. The rest of the day creeps by in a blurry daze. I don't think much calculation is needed to know that hating yourself everyday is not a healthy practice.
So what do i do about it? Nothing.
This leads me back to my boring new year and self. Hope is definitely what i require to get myself out of this abyss. I think most people would think the same. That they can do much better than they are doing now. Hence, I wrote a few new resolutions:
1) Study harder.(Seriously, study harder).
2) Sleep less, exercise more.
3) learn wushu or some martial art.
4) be a better person in general.
5) Call home more, and call my popo more.
6) Be nicer towards family, loved one and friends.
7) Write more short stories.
8) Finish those short stories when i start them(lol)
9) save more money(seriously, save more money)
okay, here is where those resolutions start to get unrealistic(for next year, as I'm still a student)
10) buy a pool table
11) buy a nice house
Hoping for something better is surely a nice feeling. If this feeling stays with us for everyday of the year, then perhaps the dark clouds of misery would be blown away by the winds of hope.(Rather corny, this one).
I sure dont know how to conclude something like this,anyway...
Happy New Year!