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Thursday, January 1, 2015

New Year, Not-So-New-Me.

10:25 AM Posted by Allie Wood No comments
really hate the phrase "New year, new me," that seems to be in everybody and their dog's vocabulary on New Years. I truly despise it.

I have a reason to hate it, I promise. (If you're one of my close friends, I apologize, because you've probably already heard this mini rant a million times before, soooo, my bad.) I think New Years and New Years resolutions are just plain dumb. I don't understand why people wait around for the new year to change (More like attempt to change. I mean, who, besides a few highly motivated people, actually holds true to their resolutions?) a bunch of characteristics about themselves. If you see a change that you need to make in yourself, just work on changing it, regardless of the time of year. It's not as if the stars are aligning specifically on January 1st to give you a chance to change or anything spectacular like that. Just saying.

So, you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to list off a few things about yours truly that are probably never going to change.
  • My love for cats, aviation, or Supernatural, or Marvel, or basically anything else I've been obsessed with my whole life.
  • The fact that I have to use a TON of willpower to suppress myself from rolling my eyes towards anyone who says, "Utah? Where's Utah?" or "So, aren't there a lot of those... *lowers tone to a whisper* Mormons... out there?" whenever people ask me where I'm from.
  • The fact that I've turned into the female version of my father.
See what I mean?
  • My love for gigantic jawbreakers.
  • I will eat ice cream no matter how cold it happens to be outside.
  • I almost always have something sarcastic to say.
  • If I have a choice, a night staying in and watching Netflix with a good friend or even alone will always beat going out with a group of people. Always.
  • The Harry Potter books and movies are my lifeblood.
  • Painting is one of my favorite things to do, even though I never have time or the supplies to paint anymore. (I'll get back into it at some point, I promise.)
  • If you're reading this, I think you're rad. Like, really rad.
Also, everyone always talks about how much the previous year sucked, and how much they hope the upcoming year won't suck. Yes, I've seen a whole bunch of people mention that already. It's annoying. I'm going to go against the grain again and talk about why 2014 did not suck. I mean, sure, there were some really crappy parts, because every long amount of time has crappy parts, but overall, it was a good year, and I'm proud of it.

  • I got myself out of living in Utah like I promised myself I would.
  • I met my fantastic boyfriend. That's something to celebrate.
  • Bucky came into my family's life and he's such an adorable cat, even though he's a troublemaker.
  • I've met some really awesome people, including some of my best friends, through the Navy and I'm extremely grateful for that.
  • Speaking of the Navy, I survived boot camp with no harm, minus a small hip injury, but nothing I couldn't handle.
  • I finally got to go to a Blue Angels show AND the Naval Aviation Museum, all within a few weeks, FANTASTIC. *insert heart eyes emoji here*
  • I got to see Train, The Wallflowers, The Script, and OneRepublic (I'm fainting again even thinking about these) in concerts over the summer, so that was glorious.
  • I graduated high school which is great because that means I never have to go back to that small slice of the underworld ever again.
  • I finally felt an earthquake. That was pretty rad.
  • I had a gorgeous prom dress for my first and last prom.
  • I got to touch an SR-71 at the Hill Aerospace Museum even though I totally wasn't supposed to.
  • I discovered that I'm pretty much obsessed with Buffalo Wild Wings, so, if you're ever in need of Bdubs, hit me up, and there's a 99 percent chance that I'll go with you.


Hey, if you're one of those people who always say things like, "I hope *insert year here* is going to treat me well," I  have some things to tell you. First off, it's a year. A concept of time. It is not a person. A concept can't treat you well. Second, if you're worried about it being a bad year, go out and make it a good year. Don't expect the universe or higher force to make it good for you. It's your new year, so own it. Go make friends. Have some fun adventures, even if that adventure happens to be getting ice cream at midnight or something. Watch stupid movies with good friends. Read some good books. If you need to cry, by all means, cry. But then go watch funny cat videos and get back up and hit the ground running. (P.S. If you need suggestions for good cat videos, hit me up. I am the cat video guru.) Take more pictures. Laugh more.  Do stuff like that. Have a fantastic time.

Let me reiterate.
Don't sit around and hope for a good year. 

I guess all I'm meaning to say is:

P.S. It's totally lame, but I drew that on my iPad at like 0030 in the morning when I was really tired, so I'm kinda proud of that.


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