First things first, I’m skipping right over the Christmas Post. In past years, I have really grown to not like Christmas, but something has changed this year (maybe it has something to do with living in the same city as the location of Home Alone 2–easily the best Christmas movie ever… and this awesome medley). I like Christmas (however, I’m still a little annoyed that Santa has skipped over my house for the past 22 years… I couldn’t imagine why). It has made Chanukah try to measure up to it. What can I say, I love gifts.
Second things second, now that I have had this blog for over a year and a half, I have gone back and looked at past posts to think about what I was thinking of the same time a year ago. One of the first ones I looked forward to reading was last New Year’s Post (I actually had two of them). In the second New Year’s post (not the one where I wrote about how much I hate New Year’s), I wrote my New Year’s resolutions for the 2009 year. Looking past the fact that resolutions are clearly stupid (seriously, you just end up disappointed), here is the outcome of Mike’s 2009 Resolutions:
Eliminate the words hate and awkward. For the first couple months of 2009, I was really good with both words. But then I realized: there are some things I hate. I hate cold weather. I hate the taste of mustard. I hate stupid people. I know in my post last year I said it was too strong of a word, and should only be saved for things that you truly hate, but seriously, these are things in my life I can’t stand (I fully acknowledge that the list I made is truly small in the grand scheme of things). Although I used it less (for instance, I don’t hate Kanye West’s deuchey personality, I just dislike it and would never hang out with him… unless he buys the drinks. Or, I don’t hate what they’ve done to Scrubs, I just strongly dislike it), I still use the word “hate”. I just save it for things I’m very passionate about (mostly stupid people). Also, with awkward, I have completely eliminated this word from my vocabulary. Even when I type it here and I read it back in my head, it makes me cringe. This word should be saved for the 16-year-old girls who truly are in that awkward, why am I flatter than the rest of the girls stage.
Lose 10 pounds. Check. Thank you cocaine and cigarettes. I kid, I kid. It’s just done through obsessing over the gym. Now I’m more beautiful than I was a year ago (and clearly, a lot less modest).
Girlfriend. Uncheck. Law school has stolen this opportunity from me and in my last semester in undergrad, I was too drunk to see that it was a great opportunity to meet some great girls. Talk to me in a year.
Treat people with more respect. In general, I think people should be treated with respect… but when they earn it. There are so many people on this earth who are just not good people, and should not be respected (see “The Jersey Shore”). There’s one kind of person who I constantly come across who makes me sick to my stomach and I can never treat with respect: It is that person who clearly is inferior to everyone else but will make mean jokes or snide comments to put people down just to feel better about themselves. I “hate” this person. I guess in the past year, I have seen that not everyone deserves respect and respect is earned. I respect people who work hard, are respectful of others and who don’t take themselves too seriously. There are just too many people in this world who just aren’t good people and although you can act respectful towards them, you don’t have to respect them (big difference there). I think I’ve learned that strongly in the past year.
As for 2010 (do you say “two-thousand and ten” or “twenty ten”? I can’t decide which sounds cooler), I don’t want to make resolutions (well, now I’m fresh out of late December 2010 blog posts). I just want to be me (which means awesome). I want to keep sane, not take myself too seriously and work hard. I’m at a point in my life where I am me and if I’m not satisfied with it, I’m pretty screwed. Therefore, I just want to take all my experiences (i.e. working 14 hour days everyday all semester long) in stride and enjoy them. I really just want to enjoy the journey of law school and the people who are there with me for the ride, as well as people who have joined me on past journeys. I consider myself very lucky to be in the position I am in and want to continue never taking any of this journey for granted.
Ah, crap. I guess I just made a quasi-New Year’s resolution.