As I sit here at the steps of a closed Concord waiting for the boy to reach the intended destination, while my friends went off to see the fireworks at the Esplanade, I can't help but go into a mental overdrive during this last half hour of 2011.

New Years is a small thing to some people, like how Birthdays are as well. It is indeed all relative. Relativity, a valuable lesson Abs always drilled into me. Yet I persist to impart my beliefs that the month of December is important, for me my birthday, for Christmas gatherings regardless of religion, and for New Year's day bringing hope to the next 365 days while celebrating the last 365 days.

What if New Years is just New Years? It is not important to the other and it is another day. A busy, hectic day. If we do not pass the midnight hour together, it really does not matter. But I persist in my own beliefs, and I maintain that it must be done if effort allows.

So I came to a deduction, relative to yourself is very important. If you do not persist on your however idealistic ways, how can you be you. You are not what other people think is frivolous, you are what you feel is important to you.

And it may not be best to forcefully demand the same ideals, lest you are grooming suicide bombers.

Just follow your gut. Thank yourself for being you.

Happy new year fellow 7 readers. And 1 stalker.