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A new year means as much to me as my own birthday (practically nothing) but then again, it’s a nice frame for a part of your life and a good opportunity to start things. I always need events to change things. Or at least try to. I’m not saying I constantly make changes, it’s so hard to change things about yourself, even if you want to, but having an event makes it easier. Next year everything will get better – I keep saying that to myself all the time.

I spent New Year’s 2007/2008 in London, we stayed with a friend and went out in Shoreditch that night, missed midnight and saw no fireworks so we went home and joined the house party. 2008/2009 I was at home in Cologne. I had just moved houses and I was pretty down and depressed that day so I was planning on staying in. Friends eventually convinced me to come to theirs where we had sparkling wine and German New Year’s Eve traditions, we later went to a club and it turned out to be a pretty strange night out. At least we had fireworks.

This year I will go to Amsterdam, hang out with our Dutch people, relax, have fun and just let everything pass. Even the new year. It’s two thousand and ten already and it feels weird, I still remember the “Millenium” ten years ago – people wearing funny 2000 glasses and Robbie Williams singing on TV. Now another decade has passed.
Fucking hell.