Last
year I had an unofficial resolution to get myself to a better place, one
where I wasn't feeling so bogged down by the people around me or the
living situation I was in. As controversial as my choices seemed to some
along the way, they proved to be the right ones. I managed to cut out
all the drama and negativity from my life and landed a dream job in my
favorite city. I live alone, which for me is ideal, and maintain a small
pool of friends and family who I trust and respect. That last bit might
sound simple enough, but I have learned the hard way that good people
are hard to come by, and all too often the ones who should be a sure
thing are the ones who hurt you the most.
I
hadn't planned on making any clearly outlined resolutions for 2012, I
never really do list them out. My resolutions tend to be ever evolving.
This year I do have a list, and here's why.
A childhood
friend, who got engaged over the holidays, asked me to be a bridesmaid
in her destination wedding this August... Of course my first thought was
OMG OMG OMG or something ridiculous like that, because I'm absolutely
elated that these two have finally decided to get hitched and thrilled
that they want me to be a part of it. However, sheer terror followed as
the realization hit me that I'm going to be in Jamaica wanting to run
around in a bikini but will feel too pale and chubby to do it! Well, unless
there's a considerable amount of rum involved, and surely there will be,
but let's try not to hate myself when I see the photographic evidence
later on, eh? I'm honestly not that far away from my college weight and
it's entirely reasonable to run it off in the next few months without
having to take any extreme measures.
