“2012 was terrible!”
“2012 wasn’t so bad!”
“Here’s hoping for a better 2013!”
Apparently on every December 31st, we are all supposed to take a step back and evaluate how our lives went over the last 365 days. The other 20+ years of our lives don’t matter. Where our life is heading in the future doesn’t matter either. All that does matter is how our lives went from January 1st to December 31st, and nothing more.
I can’t tell you how many times I saw people comment on how 2012 treated them. It concerns me that people even think in these terms — first of all, why do you expect anything to be different just because the year is different?
If you exhibit a pattern of negative behavior, such as holding grudges against people for minor things, or looking on the dark of side of most situations, or just making bad decisions in general, then you’re probably going to have a shitty year every year.
In fact I will take it a step further. Rather then thinking in terms of a “shitty year,” you should probably make another observation — maybe you are just a shitty person?
I don’t intend to sound harsh, but if you’re constantly complaining about things, then that probably means you will also find plenty of things to complain about in 2013.
The point I am making is that I really don’t see why it’s necessary to even make any type of judgment on how your year went. It’s completely arbitrary. And it’s no different from judging how your life has gone during any other 365-day span, such as May 31st, 2011 to May 31st, 2012, for example.
Everyone has ups and downs. Everyone has highs and lows. Everyone has good days and bad days. Instead of trying to make sense of it on Facebook, and attempting to put it behind you by making a Facebook status, how about you try a new tack? For example, how about you deal with such trials as an adult, and then you can cope with them without the use of social networking!
Even the people who say they had a good 2012 bother me. It’s that introspective, selfish nature that Facebook has exposed in all of us. When Facebook says “What’s on your mind?” as your default status message, it’s not actually asking, “Tell everybody how you feel about yourself.”
If I am ever going to reflect on anything about my life, I am going to consider my recent behavior and how it can affect my life going forward. I don’t need to look at outside variables that I do not control and think about how they influenced me. Because it is pointless.
And once again, my gym was packed again today, and it took me 15 minutes to find a parking spot. I hate the first week of the new year. I also hate myself for eating a foot-long chicken club hero within 20 minutes of getting home from the gym.
And now I feel really, really full.
The last 20 minutes of my life? Really shitty.
In other news completely unrelated to anything I’ve talked about so far today, this is what Eminem’s daughter looks like now.
She just recently turned 17 on Christmas day, which makes her legal in most states — including New York and Michigan — but I’ll still refrain from making any comments. I’ll let you guys make their own [obvious] observations [that she’s hot as hell]. Pun intended.
You all remember Hailie Mathers? She’s the one who Eminem sang about in the track “Hailie’s Song” from his third studio album, The Marshall Mathers LP.
Sometimes I think I’m crazy
I’m crazy, oh, so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wasting my time?
But when I see my baby
Suddenly I’m not crazy
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes
Anyone in their mid-20s or later should remember that album like it was yesterday. What year was it released? Freakin’ 2000. Hence why Hailie was considered a “baby” at the time. She was about 6 when the album was released.
Feel old now?