It's that time of year when everyone starts fussing over 'what will next year bring?' and 'I can't wait for the new year!' Haven't people realised that, no matter how many times you say these things, the new year always ends up been as dreary, depressing and downright miserable as the previous years? The majority of us will remain single for the next year, a handfull of us won't lose those pounds that they vowed to lose, and everyone will probably end up with the same job and routine. Can we just be a little realistic here, and come to terms with the fact that maybe, the new year isn't such a good thing afterall?