Fourteen

I turn fourteen today. Or rather, at 7:21 tonight.
It doesn't feel real. Or different, really.
I'm still the shrimp I was yesterday.
My thirteenth year has been a roller coaster. I've lost a couple of best friends, had a couple crushes, tried to do well in school, and tried not to make my mom hate me.
There's been a lot of good in the past year, but it came with it's fair share of bad too.
I plan to make this year different. I want to make 14 a year I remember, but in a good way. I plan to rock all my school, and come out with straight A's (Hey, if I did got an A in Algebra it can be done!). I plan not to make my mother hate me. I plan to keep all my friends and make some new ones. I plan to not be so engulfed in liking someone. I plan to locate a college that lines up with my goals in life. I plan not to make people want to kill me. I plan on laughing more, and crying less.  I plan to remember this year till I'm old and dying.
You Only Live Once.
I plan on making it count.