I don’t believe in new year’s resolutions, I never have, there are two reasons behind this: first of which is that it’s an eternal joke that new years resolutions are there to be broken, so what’s the point of going to all the trouble of making up promises, telling everyone you know about them, only to break them a month down the line and look like a failure, or a tit… depending on what you’ve promised.
Secondly I always keep a running list of my goals, ambitions and dreams with me, I work toward things I want methodically setting myself realistic, and sometimes not so realistic time-spans in which to achieve them, this way I have a running list of reasons to get up in the morning (other than earning my crust to pay the rent). I can’t stand the thought of being one of life’s bumberlers, moving haphazardly through life with no direction, just taking what comes along because that’s better than whatever they had before.
I love the idea of being in control of your own destiny, and I’m a great believer that you are the only person who’ll ever make a difference to your own life. You can’t simply rely on other people to move your way up the ladder: you’ve got to be the person who makes all the moves, otherwise you’ll never move. On the few occasions where I’ve put faith in other people doing things for me I’ve always been let down, because no one except myself could ever live up to the expectations of workload and success that I have, and what’s more, I wouldn’t expect them to.