Thursday 9 January 2014

2014

We may be 10 days into the new year, and despite my absolute hatred of all things new year (which you can read about here), I've decided to make a little list of things I'm looking forward to and hope to accomplish this year. The past few years have been a bit rough for me (more on that in another blog!) so hopefully this year brings good things! 

In 2014...

  • I turn 21 in March! Which I am very excited about. I get ridiculously excited about birthdays. Mine, yours, the guy down the streets. They are way, way better than Christmas. At Christmas you have to watch everyone else open their presents for AGES and pretend to look all interested. On your birthday, all the presents are for you! Maybe this is where my only-child-syndrome again rears it's ugly head... Anyway, I obviously need a new dress and new shoes which searching for is currently taking up 90% of my waking hours. Don't ever tell me my priorities are wrong. 

  • I HAVE TICKETS TO BEYONCE! Now, me and my bestie Cara (whose lovely blog you can read here) have tried to get tickets for Beyonce about 4 times with no luck. We had to settle for V festival tickets last year which resulted in me driving over 4 hours in a round trip and on motorways for the first time. We also contacted a random man, who we found on Google, to see if we could stay the night in his campsite. How we evaded death that weekend is beyond me. Now, we have tickets to see her at the very safe O2 Arena which involves public transport only and staying at Cara's nearby house. Lovely. 

  • 2014 is the year I graduate (wah). Despite being totally not ready for the real-world and reluctant to leave my little Bristol bubble, I am excited to buy a new outfit and wear one of those hats. However, when I learnt we don't throw them in the air at the end of the ceremony Laguna-Beach style, I was extremely upset and considered whether I wanted to attend at all.

  • After graduation, Cara and I plan to go travelling. I say plan because whenever we both get involved with something, it usually goes very, very wrong. The above Beyonce example is a great one. If we try and go travelling together, we'll probably end up going to different airports, taking Euros to Indonesia, missing the flight altogether or getting on the wrong one and ending up in Baghdad. All of these things are more than possible. In fact, probable. 

  • This is the year that I will complete my 10k run. Those of you who know me personally know that I scheduled this for last year but unfortunately couldn't do it as my mum was taken ill the day before (that woman's got timing). However, I am rebooking it for this summer which happens to be the day before I graduate so awkward stiff walk here I come. For anyone interested, my donation page is here. I've raised over £1000 so far for the Stroke Association which is one of my biggest achievements and of which I am very proud. But, I've gotta give people something for their money so training here I come (ugh) which leads me to... 

  • Lose weight! And get fit. Everyone's goals but I really have to. University life has not been good to me. 

  • By the end of the year, I hope to have moved out or be very close to, with the ideal location being London. I hope to not be forever unemployed and I hope to not be watching Jeremy Kyle all day everyday. Although I do love that, I guess I want a career. Going to an all girls grammar school coupled with my aforementioned love of Queen B has made me into a bit of a raging feminist (think 'the shoes on my feet - I bought 'em'). 

2014 is going to be an important year for me and who really knows what's round the corner after graduation. If there's one thing I've learnt over the past few years it's that the minute you make a plan, life has a way of ruining it. So I'm going with the flow. It'll be interesting to look back on this post next year and see how many of these things I actually did. If nothing else, at least I'm pretty sure I can achieve the turning 21 one. 

What do you hope 2014 brings for you? 

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