Keeping along the lines of one of my New Year's Resolutions, I hosted my first get together with friends this past Friday, and it went off without a hitch. I got a lot of positive feedback so I am definitely excited for next month's.

   About a week ago, I posted this photo:

   With this photo came the caption "when I saw this, I wanted to argue. No, I don't need bad days, I don't even want bad days. I hate the bad days, they make me feel weak and pathetic, and those bad days can take a long walk off of a short pier. Then I kind of realized that this does hold some truth. Bad days suck. End of story. They can turn the strongest person into a crying mess and make them feel worthless. But if we did not have the bad days, how would we be able to tell that there are good days? Those days when you feel exhilarated to just be alive. The ones that you can't stop smiling at everyone, no matter how angry they look. // Sure, bad days suck but they're a test. A test to make sure we know our own strength. A test to make us see that at the end of whatever storm we are facing, were still standing tall, sure we're soaked and could definitely use a hot bath. But we are still there, still standing. And that is what counts."

   The time old tradition of making resolutions for the new year and (attempting to) keep them. The past year I mentioned in a blog post (which you can read here) that my 2015 New Year's Resolution was to love myself and be more comfortable with my body. And I thought I did pretty well until the end of the year.
   Now for this year, 2016, I have decided to remake that one of the resolutions (or goals) because I did not quite complete it. Along with that one, I have decided to make a couple more resolutions.

   2015 was insane. There is no other word to describe it. So many events happened this year and to even try to think of the highlights would take much longer than I care to admit. But here are some of my most memorable ones.