Looking back on the resolutions I made in 2016, they’re… wishy-washy at best. I can’t really blame myself for wanting to be gentle, since 2015 was a year that I had spent recovering from 2014!
However, my 2016 was mostly good. I made tangible progress toward finishing my history degree. (If I keep up my momentum, the latest that I will be completely done would be after Fall ’18- FINALLY.) Beefy and I celebrated the marriage of two longtime friends, along with the nuptials of his nephew. We took the longest trip that we’ve ever embarked on together, which was also my first time on an airplane. California was wonderful; I achieved my childhood dream of visiting Disneyland and we got to experience BlizzCon, which was both mine and Jake’s first convention. While we may not attend the actual convention again, we plan on returning to Cali to visit with our Reciprocity guild mates, who have become an eclectic second family for us both.
So this year, I want to set some actual goals.
Weigh 160lbs (or in that ballpark region) by September.
Jake’s best friend is getting married the first weekend of September and we both want to look nice (especially since he’s in the wedding party!)
Work out at least three times a week.
AKA let’s stop throwing away money every month for gym memberships going untouched.
I end up scraping by instead of excelling because I rarely study and tend to cram at the last possible second. Between that and missing assignments due to being scatterbrained? I earn more low Bs and high Cs than anything else. This year I want to earn the grades I know I deserve.
Earn at least a B in the 4 classes I’m taking at Uni.
(CC Span can be a C, as it transfers over as PASS/FAIL.)
Don’t miss attending my on-campus classes more than 4 times.
When I miss class once, it always ends up snowballing due to my anxiety. LET’S BREAK THAT CYCLE!
Improve upon my academic writing, as it leans informal.
Jake told me once while grammar checking a paper I wrote for Texas History that it sounded like a blog post! I write how I talk, which is great when it comes to informal writing… but not so much when I need to be serious business.
Take the time to actually take pride in my appearance.
I like makeup. The process of applying it soothes me. Yet, I rarely wear makeup because I don’t take the time to. I end up faffing around on Twitter, or doing something else that’s equally “wheels are turning but I’m not going anywhere”. Pft!