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Resolutions for an Arbitrary Holiday By Nell Iris New Year’s Eve New beginnings, new times, new you! Who decided that a new year should symbolize all that? Why do we even need new beginnings, why does everything always have to be better and newer? It’s not that I’m anti-change—considering I’m about to make a huge change in my life, that’d just be stupid—I’m just opposed to picking an arbitrary point in time to celebrate it. I’m also opposed to the actual celebration, but I always let myself be talked into s**t I don’t want to do. That’s something I’m going to change this coming year, too. I take a drink of the champagne—sparkling wine?—I brought on my little adventure straight out of the bottle. “Classy, Petter,” I mutter, ignore the lingering feeling of yuck on my tongue and take an