I've never been one to make a New Year's resolution list. But as I laid in bed all day long on the first day of 2013, I thought this is either the best way to start the year, or the absolute worst. I don't want 2013 to be defined as the year I moped around, trying to "figure out" what I want to do with my life, another stagnant year, the pre-curser to a stagnant life, because I was too afraid to get out of bed, get dressed, and challenge myself. So here they are. Resolutions, goals, challenges. Albeit small, they are things that need to happen in order to reclaim my slowly dwindling self-respect.