The Naked Sword

So It’s New Years Eve once again. Our Earth has circled the Sun once more, and this year I thought we weren’t going to make it, but oh if it wasn’t the little planet that could. And not to be offensive, but what the hell is the point of this holiday? We celebrate the beginning of a new year, by using fireworks, and caramel covered fruit. I enjoy it because I can actually drink and not feel bad about it. It’s an ok holiday; we spend time with our family, AGAIN. We eat a turkey, AGAIN, and we drink wine and champagne, AGAIN. Does anybody else feel as if Christmas and New Years are exactly the same? Only difference is no presents. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, everyone cracks a bloody cracker. A little tiny piece of paper with a fuse for dynamite stuck in it. We pull it apart, blow up, and we put on a tiny little paper hat, and blow tiny little whistles and read our tiny little fortunes, or jokes. So for tonight, when your standing with hundreds of other people looking up at the sky, looking at the pretty colours, please make these new years resolutions: I Will NOT act like an idiot in public. I will not talk on my cell phone in a theatre, and I will not cut someone off in traffic. If everyone made these resolutions… I’d finally be able to go shopping, watch a movie, and DRIVE MY FUCKING CAR!

See Ya When I See Ya,
VylleX

P.S: Don’t forget to drop me a line/topic at VylleX@hotmail.com