New Years is upon us which means that 2016 is almost over (thank god, amirite?) and 2017 is rearing its ugly head. We all have high hopes for a new year and we all want to be new people in the new year, which is why we all make resolutions: eat healthier, lose weight, call your mom more often, stop leaving trash in your room so bugs stop coming in and crawling on your desk. The little things.

However, we all know that resolutions are bullsh*t. How many people have ever fully followed through on their resolutions? How many of us have kept our resolutions throughout the entire year? 99% of the human race gives up within the first week, maybe month if they feel ambitious, so what's even the point?

I vote that this is the year we all give up. Give up now before you even start. It's time to stop kidding ourselves and start accepting the fact that we are hopeless and we will always be hopeless. Don't make promises you can't keep. You wouldn't promise your mom a new car? You wouldn't promise your kid a puppy when you live in a rental house where pets aren't allowed? Why would you promise yourself that you could give up peanut butter cups when they are better than that thing of broccoli currently molding in the fridge?

But, maybe resolutions aren't so bad. Maybe if we all band together to pick ourselves up after this finale of a TV show we called a year, then maybe, just maybe, we can make a difference.

Eh, maybe next year.