Because this blog seems to get updated every time a deadline is lurking ahead - thus aptly living by the procrastination nation standards - I have come to the conclusion that as early as it may be, it is time to make some solid end-of-the-year resolutions.
As to how far they get followed through, well. We'll see about that. But one thing is for sure. There is no end if there is no beginning. (I'm saying so with the Pirates of Carabbean music soundtrack playing in the background. It has this ability to pump everything to ten times the proportion of big dealness)
So here it goes:
- Stop creating my own subset of grammar rules. Even I get annoyed at the random full stops I seem to place in the middle of sentences where it doesn't belong.
- Stop sitting on the couch. Couch potatoes are not hot.
- Start doing those desk crunchies and chair roll ups at work. And join the gym. Before my butt expands anymore than it has to.
- Stop buying makeup for the sake of buying more makeup. Just like staring constantly at the mirror won't make me any prettier/uglier, loading on layers of foundation isn't going to get rid of the blemishes.
- Which leads me to the point that I shouldn't bore my eyes into the mirror so many times a day. Like my friend proclaimed with absolute brevity: You're becoming a narcissistic cow, Manal. Dina Tokio, I think we should make a vain cows club where we cows belong.
- Stop saying "apeshit" - even though it's cool, it sounds super duper retarded when I say it.
- I'll come up with more.
these pictures are taken from Mortgraphics
