Dear 2014: Love me?

What type of blogger would I be if I didn't talk sometime on my blog about the big Eve of New Years. It's actually 100% mind-boggling that 2014 is RIGHT around the corner because I think I JUST got used to writing 2013 in I'd say uhhhhhhh October?

But like most melodramatic teenagers I'm beyond ready to spring into the new year because this year was 'not my year'. But is any year "my year" .
Out with the old, in with the new.

The things I'm ready for (but are not limited to) include:
Saying goodbye to the damn 'tind'. It's been real, it's been fun, but quite frankly you need to vanish.
Welcoming a new gym membership with open arms. In the words of Lil Wayne, "I got summer hating on me because I'm hotter than the sun".
*Fingers crossed* Welcoming a new guy into my life. Drinkin' up that kiddy cup. P.S I'm not clever.
A new blog design. But that's like a biweekly occurrence anyway so....
New chapter in my life. New school, new babe pool.. (She's the man reference)
Move to New York and become the next Carrie Bradshaw. High hopes. Dream on, sunshiney Rach.
Meeting new blog friends. For reals, which one of you is next? (2013 brought me: Lauren, Ashleigh and Rachael)
A giftcard or ten to target/starbs/chipotle. All are also accepted in the form of paypal cash, as well.
Visting friends because simply, they rock shit. See ya in a few weeks Boston!
Finish watching One Tree Hill. Oh you bad boy, how you tempt me on days that end in 'y'...
Try to become 'press' for any event (read: pageants, please!) and blog my little heart about it.
See Dave Matthews Band this summer because my life wouldn't be complete without it. Sweet you rock and sweet you roll...
Manage work/school/blogging/and helping out in a youth group. Getting my boots on, and doing this thang.
Become Miley Cyrus. highlyyyyyy debatable.....

To my dear 2014,
Come to mama. and pretty please don't disappoint. There will be consequences. *You may or may not be blogged about...so HA*