New Year's Resolutions and Me

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So Christmas is over. Which means new year's is near.

(By the way, if you want to know, my most obscure Christmas gifts were a fedora, a pantyhose, and a book called 'The Perfect Perm". It was insulting.)

If you noticed from the title, I'd like to talk about new year's resolutions. And me. Because I never actually keep them (like every single person in the world). 

Me in December 2017: I'm totally going to actually move my bum off the couch and go to the gym, starting January!

Me in January 2018: Screw this, I'm watching Sherlock and eating all of those jellybabies.

Me in February 2018: Yeah, I didn't need to go to the gym, I have a great metabolism.

Me in February 2018: Yeah, I didn't need to go to the gym, I have a great metabolism

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Heck yes I do

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Heck yes I do. 

Anyway. Back to what I was talking about. You know, I really do get carried away. 

So you get the point? I can never keep any of my new year's resolutions. And this year, I wanted to change that. So my new year's resolution is: Never make new year's resolutions. That way, I won't have to actually do anything. 

Okay, yeah, this chapter was pretty worthless. 

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