It all started with a new year’s resolution.

“I vow to stop dating idiotic jerks,â€? my best friend Jenny exclaimed loudly, slightly slurring over her words. A round of cheers filled the room, along with some pats on the back from the people sitting next to her.

“I will stop messing around with my philosophy professor and actually earn my grade this semester,â€? Macie declared boldly, accompanied by roaring laughter and cries of “I knew it!â€? throughout the lounge.

I lifted my bottle and started hitting on it with a fork, hoping to catch everyone’s attention. I did, once the bottle broke and the beer foamed onto Mark’s head, who was sitting at my feet. “I’m going to lose 20 pounds this year, no matter what it takes!â€? Everyone laughed and congratulated me on my goal. But their attention wasn’t focused on me for too long, I was old news. I’d been making this resolution since I was a junior in high school. Now that I was a freshman in college, everybody seemed to have given up on me.