January 5, 2010

2010


New year. Epic pronunciation year. Hopefully changing the way we say the year....

2010.
Two-thousand ten.
Twenty 10.

I prefer the latter.

Do yourself a favor and play "Millenium" by Robbie Williams in the background while you read this to set the mood, or at least start humming it in your head.

I was born in 1986. That's "nineteen eighty six".
However, I graduated in two thousand four.
Weird. I wish twenty oh-four sounded better. How come nineteen oh-four sounds fine?

Eff the new year. F new beginnings and "starting over" and resolutions. Too cheesey. It's like Valentine's day on crack. You don't need the numerical value of a recorded year/date to change in order make a change about yourself or your situation (not to be confused with Jersey Shore's "the Situation"). No excuses, play like a champion.

I'm a little let down with where "we" are in 2010. I was told there'd be robot maids and hovercrafts (or at least hoverboards like in BTTF). Where's my personal rocket/house that floats amongst the asteroids?

I hate when people say "Happy New Years!" It's just one year. It's actually just a few more days than before. "Have fun on New Year's Eve" makes sense. "Have a great New Years," does not.

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