I resolute to never again celebrate new years.
There is absolutely and I mean ABSOLUTELY no true meaning to that day.
Like so many other days it is nothing more then a fabrication of some old tradition well long forgotten that accomplishes nothing.
Let's be serious, every year we're like "I'll lose weight, get a new job, be nicer, etc". But after that day you're back to your old self as if nothing significant has happened.
The only reason I can see celebrating is that we didn't obliterate ourselves for one year.
If that's the case, I tip my hat to us. Good show.
(Sorry if I sound synical but tradition drives me nuts)