So picture this, it's New Year's Eve and you're sitting on the couch watching the ball drop with the kids you are babysitting and your two best friends. As soon as it's over you think "This is it. This is going to be the year that you are actually ready for."

That was me coming into 2018 and we are damn near a month into it and I'm no longer ready for this year.

Right off the bat, I cut and dyed my hair. I started the year off with a fresh look in hopes to inspire a fresh mind. I was ready for school and prepared for my classes. I was going to get healthy, get fit.

But my 2018 looks something like this, I'm sick with some mystery cold that will just "go away", eventually. I have roughly 250 pages of combined reading every week, I average about 2-3 breakdowns every week and let's be real the stairs kick my ass every day and if there's an elevator, you could bet money on the fact that I'm taking that S.O.B to avoid the stairs.

I've been looking around campus though, and it seems to be a common theme with everyone. I've seen about 16 different people wearing pajamas to class just in the past few days. Maybe I wasn't the only one who thought I was totally prepared for this year only for it to b*tchslap me back into reality.

Just to clarify though, January hasn't been all bad. I've seen "Jumanji" 3 times and I've managed to keep up with doing my laundry. I've been able to make a bunch of plans for the next few weekends with my boyfriend which is great because he'll be transferring to Connecticut at the end of February.

With all of that being said though, January has pretty much whooping my ass like a rock'em sock'em robot. But I'm going to be positive and count January as a practice month. 2018 will officially start February 1st. Consider this a PSA, there's still time to make 2018 a badass year.